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February 21, 2012

Get into the groove

I made it!  Week one of the 4 Weeks to a Better You Challenge is complete and I’m already a couple of days into the second week.  I’m really happy with my progress so far.  Has it been perfect? No, but I feel really good about what I’ve accomplished.

As part of the 4 week challenge, we’re supposed to do a daily journal. As I was writing in my journal, I put my pen down and decided to use my journal thoughts as my post.  I had originally planned on writing a gardening post today, but I’m so elated that I couldn’t focus on much else.

So, how has the first week gone?  Great!  I managed to fit in all of the exercise and only missed 1 point for food/drink due to a misunderstanding on my part.  I could have given myself a perfect score, using the excuse that I didn’t know, but we’re doing the scoring on our honor and how honorable would it be of me to do that?  Not so much.  So, now I know.

What I’ve learned so far is that when I physically feel good and emotionally feel good, my perception of things around me is different, in a good way.  And I found perception is truly the key for me.  Instead of thinking about what I can’t eat, I try to focus on what I can eat.  I tried to find alternatives for the foods I needed to cut out right away so I only had to think about it once.  That way when I want pasta, I grab whole wheat, when I’m wanting something sweet, I grab honey, pure maple syrup, agave nectar or sucanat. (I’m still looking for maple sugar flakes, if anyone knows where to get them please let me know!)  I’ve also found that if I make as much of the food myself as possible, then I don’t have to worry about reading packages all the time.  Some of this was already habit for me, some of it is a stretch and some things are truly a challenge.  As far as the food goes though, it’s all worth it.  I feel so much better when I eat better!

I’m still ironing out what works best as far as a schedule for exercise, reading and journaling goes.  I’ve been doing them at different times of the day trying to find the best fit.  The past few days those three things have been pushed to the end of the day.  I’ve found that doesn’t work so well.  While I’m doing it, I don’t feel 100% present.  I’m not just going through the motions, but I’m getting tired and not putting into it what I would like to get out of it.  So this week I hope to find a time of the day for each of those that will feel better and get me into a groove.

What else have I learned so far?  I’ve also learned that I’m a lot stronger and more capable than I give myself credit for.  I had my doubts.  Honestly, the 45 minutes of exercise each day was what I found most intimidating.  For some reason I felt like I could work in 30 minutes a day, but 45?  Whew!  I thought that would be pushing it.  What I’ve discovered is that it really is only 15 additional minutes.  Imagine that!

The first week wasn’t all easy.  You know the evil little guy that rides around on your shoulder chirping in your ear, telling you that you can’t do it, that you’re not strong enough, not organized enough, not motivated enough to accomplish it?  He tried more than once to get me into trouble, but then I realized that I’ve come this far (a full day, two days, etc.), why would I want to blow it?  It’s not worth it!  So I stopped listening to him.

Instead I’m listening to my cheering squad.  And I have to tell you, I have the most amazing cheering squad.  My son not only cheers me on, but serves as my coach.  He’s a great kid.  He knows what I can and can’t eat and the other day while he was eating a banana bar with chocolate chips I teased him that I almost stole a bite and his response was, “Well, it’s a good thing you didn’t, Mom, because that would have blown your challenge!”

Did I mention the other thing that I love about this challenge?  It’s a challenge not a diet! It’s not just focused on food (which in my humble opinion is why diets don’t work).  Instead this challenge truly focuses on making a well-rounded, better you.  It’s an all-encompassing, full-life challenge.

As I head into the second week, my goal is to get into a groove that will become a part of my new lifestyle.  Something I won’t have to think about.  It will just become second nature, a part of who I am.

As I go forward it will still be a journey, I’m sure there will be good days and there will be some tough days.  But knowing after a week what I’m capable of, I’m looking forward to it.  I know I can do it.

Some people have questioned why I’m pushing myself so hard.  My reason is this: this is a challenge, a challenge to make myself a better person physically, emotionally and spiritually.  Some pieces of the challenge were already a part of my daily life, as I’m guessing is the case for most people.  But if I don’t challenge myself to complete every part of the challenge then I’ll never know what I’m capable of.  If I stop short in one area, I’ll look back and wonder if I tried harder would I have been able to do it?  Why not just try it?  I want to get to the end of this challenge and know what I’m capable of.

I’ve had a few friends mention that they thought about joining me on the challenge but for one reason or another, they didn’t.  As far as I’m concerned that’s okay.  I think you need to be a the right place and time in your life to do something like this in order to stay committed to it.  For me the timing was right.  After having been sick for nearly two years and regaining my energy and strength over the past 6 months, the time was right for me to work new habits and challenges into my life.  If you’re interested, but didn’t do it, don’t worry, the right time will come for you.  Maybe this challenge wasn’t a fit, but another personal challenge will come along at the right time for you.

In the mean time, I think it’s good for all of us to take a step back every once in a while, look at our lives and find ways to challenge ourselves to become better people.

Kate

November 26, 2011

Today is Small Business Saturday!

Today is Small Business Saturday.  A day dedicated to support small businesses.

In the middle of all of the “deals” with major retailers on Black Friday and Cyber Monday, today is the day to think local.

Shop small today and support your favorite local stores (restaurants, coffee shops, bakeries, etc.).

When we all shop small, it will be huge.

Kate

September 14, 2011

Jack Frost is lurking – what’s your plan?

The first frost of the season is threatening to strike the Twin Cities tonight.

The low is supposed to be around 35 degrees and frost advisories are out.  Even though it seems early and like fall came rushing in, it’s really right on target.  The average first frost date in this area is September 15th (another date for your garden calendar), and today is the 14th.  Not too far off.

So, what does that mean for gardeners?  It’s almost time to put things to bed as our growing season is about to come to a close.  There may still be some warm, sunny days left in the forecast as well as some warmer nights, but for now it’s best to take precautions or say your good byes.  If you’re new to gardening that means it’s time to either cover or bring your tender plants inside.  Tender?  What’s tender?  Basically any plant that doesn’t like the cold weather is considered tender. Remember warm season and cool season plants discussed earlier in the spring?  The warm season plants are also typically called “tender”.  Tender plants are also typically annuals.  And they are called annuals because they will typically only grow one year in our climate because they are usually a Zone 9 or Zone 10 plant (we’re Zone 4).  Long story short – tender plants/annuals like warm weather and frost is not their friend. One example of a tender plant is basil. If basil gets snapped by frost you will definitely know it!  One day you will have a lush emerald-green plant and the next you’ll have a sad, black and droopy mess dangling on sticks.  Another example would be begonias and impatiens (and other succulents) – one cold night and they will turn limp and mushy.  Lovely!  Tomatoes are another one that need to either be covered or picked.  Even if they are green, pick them and put them in a sunny windowsill.  They will ripen and still taste MUCH better than what you’ll find in the grocery stores.

Whether I bring things in or let them go depends on a few things.  Do I LOVE that plant and want to hang onto it for a while or did it “not quite” make the grade this year?  What’s the forecast?  Is it going to be pretty cool during the upcoming days followed by cold nights (in which case any warm season plants are going to put the brakes on and call it quits any way) or is it just one or two cool days followed by a warmer forecast where they still might “perform” for a while?  OR am I pretty much just “done” for the season? The ratty plants – yep, goners.  The average plants – it depends, if they’re common (petunias, impatiens, etc.) I usually let them go.  However, if it’s a new cultivar or somewhat interesting and can make it as a house plant for the winter, well then, they are welcomed inside!  I thank the rest for the beauty and fruit they offered this year and bid them farewell.

One thing to keep in mind – perennials are pretty tough.  They can handle our weather, which is what allows them to be perennials here.  The majority  do not need any special treatment.  No covers, nothing.

So here’s my plan for tonight… I’ll be grabbing some of my potted herbs and other funky (meaning cool) plants and giving them a home inside; cutting a bunch of basil to make a couple of recipes including pesto to freeze and use through the winter; grabbing the tomatoes, peppers and the like (which will also get gross if nipped by frost); then covering the remaining basil, peppers, etc. with sheets and hoping for the best on the rest.

Good luck – say “Hi!” to Jack if you see him.

Kate

August 12, 2011

Mother of a Butterfly

For the past few weeks we’ve been caring for another life our house.

It all started on Monday a few weeks ago.  My son brought home his harvest from his children’s garden at the Arboretum.  As he was showing me all the vegetables and flowers he’d harvested, he spotted a caterpillar.  It was crawling on one piece of the vast amounts of dill he’d brought home.  How he spotted it, I’ll never know.

We decided to keep it.  We transferred the caterpillar, along with a few pieces of dill, into a little cup.  He covered the cup with plastic and poked a few air holes in it.

Caterpillar in a cup - for perspective

We continued feeding it fresh dill and cleaning its home daily (we learned caterpillars poop a lot) and literally watched it grow before our eyes.

Caterpillar, dill (and poop)

Having never kept a caterpillar for more than a couple of days, we found the entire transformation absolutely fascinating.  At first it was pretty small and didn’t have a lot of color, but after shedding a couple of layers of skin its color became more and more vivid.  It’s black body had cream-colored spots and bright green stripes.

After less than a week the caterpillar outgrew its little cup so we transferred it to a butterfly/bug box my son had gotten when he was younger.  In its new home the caterpillar continued to dine on its daily buffet of fresh dill until one day, about a week ago, it just stopped.  It stopped eating, it stopped moving.  It scrunched itself up and only moved if we (unintentionally) startled it and at that, it would only flinch.

Preparing to cocoon

After a day or so, it formed its cocoon/chrysalis and there it stayed, attached to the upper part of the butterfly box, for at least another week.

Cocoon/chrysalis

This morning, as I was reaching for a cup of coffee, my son screamed. I jumped, my coffee starting doing acrobatics in the air and amazingly enough, every drop landed back in my cup.  When I turned to see what he was screaming about, he was pointing to the butterfly box, shouting “Mom, look!  Look!  I knew it!  I knew it would be a butterfly!”  And so it was.  Black, light spots, trademark tail.  We’d guessed right.  Our caterpillar was a swallowtail.  At first he was disappointed. “Mom, it doesn’t have the blue like we thought it would.”  We’d spent a little time, looking at pictures of swallowtail caterpillars and butterflies on the web, so he had in his mind what it would look like.  It wasn’t there, yet.  I reminded him that it takes a little while for the color to fully develop on their wings.

Newly emerged Black Swallowtail butterfly

After admiring our butterfly in the kitchen for a little bit, we decided it was time to release “him” (we found out later “he” was actually a “she).  So, outside we went, searching for a good spot.  We tried a little zinnia my son had grown from seed but it seemed a little too small.  We then contemplated between milkweed and a few other flowers.  At last my son decided on the phlox.  We gently transferred him, then headed inside to finish “getting ready”.

Black Swallowtail on phlox

About an hour later I thought I’d check up on our butterfly and see if he’d flown away yet.  I peeked out the window but couldn’t see him.  I decided to go out and look. I found him, not on the phlox, but on the ground fluttering around.  My heart sunk.  Oh, no!  I’d seen the neighbors cat in our yard earlier, I was fearing our butterfly had been used as a kitty toy.  I gently eased him onto my finger. He appeared to be untouched.  I tried to transfer him onto some plants but he didn’t want to go. He kept turning around and walking up my finger and onto my hand.  Finally, I transferred him.  This time to one of the milkweed leaves.  Periodically I would look out the window and see him, still clinging to the milkweed.

Black Swallowtail on milkweed

Later, I peeked out again and didn’t see him.  Again, I went out to find him on the ground. Crap! Did we do something wrong?  Did his wings not grow properly?  What happened?  I eased him onto my finger again, checking him over.  Everything looked okay.  The body of the butterfly was shaking, it had been all morning. My son had noticed the shaking early in the morning and asked me why it was doing that.  I had no idea, I’d assumed it was like a colt standing on shaky legs for the first time.  Maybe he needed nectar? A little sugar to give him the energy to fly.  I set him on the phlox again where his tongue could easily reach for food.  He didn’t eat.

Black Swallowtail on phlox... again

I got distracted (as I often do).  I saw a bee in another phlox and since I just happened to have my camera on me, I started taking pictures.  When I turned back, the butterfly was gone.  I searched the ground fearing I’d bumped him and knocked him off the flower inadvertently.  He was nowhere to be found.  That’s good, right? He was gone. He must have flown away.  Good for him.  Sort of.  I have to admit, as silly as it sounds, I was a little disappointed that I didn’t get to see him take off.  It felt kind of like your child leaving without saying goodbye. I know, I know… It’s just a butterfly.  But still.

Since the weather is so beautiful this week, I’ve been trying to take advantage of it and get outside as much as possible.  I decided to have my lunch outside today (in hopes I might see our butterfly again).  It just so happened that as I was just about to sit down, out of the corner of my eye, I saw fluttering!  I glanced up to see our butterfly – black with beautiful blue and splashes of orange. He fluttered by, sat on my son’s zinnia just for a minute, flapped his wings, then was gone.

That’s what I needed.  I just wanted to know that he was okay.  I smiled.  A proud mom… of a butterfly.

Kate