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The Pro and Cons of Couponing

This will be a completely biased post because I never wanted to start couponing in the first place. My wonderful husband was regaled with tales of amazing money-saving by his coworkers. As far as I can tell, he deduced that what I needed more than anything was a hobby that required a lot of time and energy, because, you know, I had those in spades. After a couple of months of couponing, here I am declaring that I’m not going to do it anymore and he can’t make me.

Pro (yes, just one):

Saves money- But not really. See below.

Cons:

Limited selection- The main idea behind couponing is only buying when something is on sale and you have a coupon for it. That limits that number of things that can be purchased and their usability. For instance, rarely are spaghetti sauce and spaghetti noodles on sale at the same time.

Time Suck-This is my biggest complaint. Couponing takes hours a week. There’s clipping the coupons, organizing them so they’re easier to find later, going through the weekly flyers for deals, and then going back and matching coupons to those deals. Also, to get the best deals you must visit 2 or 3 stores, so add driving time to the total.

Waste- If there is a “buy one, get one free” deal on cereal, it will never apply to the family size. I’d get the same amount of cereal for cheaper, but instead of two big boxes, it would be in 4-6 little boxes. Also, the newspapers are wasted. Paul was getting 4 Atlanta newspapers a week and the only parts I was using were the coupon sections. Of course, we compost and recycle so they weren’t going to the landfill, but it was still a big waste. I’ve asked Paul not to order any more newspapers which is wife speak for “bring any more home and I’ll use them to set fire to your Xbox.”

Not food- Most of us know people who post about how they just paid 50 cents for $300 worth of groceries. Sometimes they even post a picture to go with it. I challenge you to find unprocessed food in the whole picture. Good luck. You’ll need it.  There’s never a good sale on fruits and veggies unless those fruits and veggies are 5 minutes from producing mold. I don’t feed my kids canned soup, Doritos, and Poptarts, so I’m not exactly drooling over the prospect of even paying 50 cents for a pile of it.

Doesn’t really save you money- I did the whole list for this week and then I went back over my list to see which of these things I would have bought on my own if I wasn’t couponing. One. One little thing that I actually needed. Everything else was that I was buying was either a treat (English muffins and fruit cups) or crap I buy for Paul that I end up eating myself because he forgets to or doesn’t like it (Weight Watchers meals and Yoplait yogurt). I just saved at least twenty dollars by not bothering to go at all.

I suppose being successful at couponing really requires some sort of drive that I just don’t have. All in all, there may be a benefit to families with 18 children that exclusively eat high fructose corn syrup and partially hydrogenated oil, but there was no benefit to our family.

Thanks to Jenn for the flowchart:

Post Christmas Christmas Post: What a mom wants

Throughout December Paul threatened me with a Snuggie. He swore it would be my only present and I would love it. I assured him that the best thank-you note for a Snuggie would be divorce papers.

Luckily, my real present arrived in an Amazon box where it stayed until I opened it Christmas morning. Somehow the box made me anticipate it more than any wrapping paper could have. It meant books!

Thinking in Pictures: My Life with Autism I was a little thrown by the title of this book until I saw the author’s name: Temple Grandin. Then I remembered an excellent BBC documentary I watched quite a while ago entitled The Woman Who Thinks Like a Cow. It was a very intriguing story of a woman born with severe autism (available on YouTube here and highly recommended) who now has a PhD and a successful career. Paul heard her on NPR and thought I would like the book. I do. Temple Grandin does an excellent job of describing autism from the inside. Her description of sensory sensitivity and sensory overload are eye-opening. I’m sure her suggestions for treatment and therapy will benefit many parents and caretakers of autistic children.

The Ordinary Parent’s Guide to Teaching Reading by Jessie Wise  This is another book I originally checked out at the library. Gracie wants to read so badly and I work with her quite a bit. However, I wanted something a bit more structured to get her on the right track. This book has short lessons that build up her reading skills and it has suggestions for fun activities to help her practice.  The book is set up in such a way that it is easy to skip ahead to the section she needs without any trouble. I’m also using it as a review for Wesley. I like that it is so comprehensive. It starts with letter sounds, builds up to longer letter combinations, and ends with words like “enthusiastically” and “anticipation.”

  A Passion for Nature: The Life of John Muir: Our library has this book and I read about three chapters before I took it back. There were so many passages and quotes that I wanted to highlight or underline that I didn’t want to read through it unless it was mine. That was a year ago. My dear husband remembered and bought it for me. Now I’m ready to get back into it.

After that cornucopia of literature, I was a happy camper, but Paul ran out to the car to get one more present… A heated throw for my shivery little self! Finally winter might be bearable after all. It’s so warm and comfy. It shuts off automatically after 3 hours so I won’t bake myself if I fall asleep under it. Of course now my living area is limited to the radius of the cord until April but that gets me out of doing laundry.  Best Christmas present ever!

Teach by doing

I tell the kids all the time that they should cut away from themselves. But there I was, breaking down an Amazon box with scissors, ignoring my own advice. And, of course, the scissors slipped and I sliced nearly all the way across the base of my pinkie.

Good thing my daughter was there to say, “Let me see… Whoa. BROTHER, COME LOOK AT THIS!”

Because the scissors were nice and sharp, I had a smooth-edged cut that bled quickly. I ran upstairs to the medicine cabinet where I realized that whoever took the last Transformers band-aid put the empty box back.

No bandages and a good trickle of blood? Time to teach the kids how to fix a cut with Super Glue. Paul taught me how to do it years ago, but I usually had band-aids, so I haven’t needed to use it much. Basically, clean it off, squeeze the sides together, and apply a bead of Super Glue. Wait for it to dry and you’re golden. I’m sure it’s a much easier process if your kids aren’t standing over you with magnifying glasses.

Now I can wash my hands without reopening the wound and, by the time the Super Glue comes off, the cut will be healed.

Disclaimer: If you try this and end up gluing your finger to your eyelid or something stupid, don’t come crying to me.

Dream a little dream

Written last night at 10ish:

I’m going to bed at 10. Wanna know what time I usually go to bed? Closer to 2 am.

I need to get to bed earlier because it’s good for me (I’ve been told it will benefit my health, wealth, and wisdom) but,  if I get more than 6 hours of sleep, I have really crazy dreams.

Last night I was asleep a little after 12 and I dreamt that penguins would have been the dominant species on the planet had they settled on a continent with trees. Without trees or plants, they were unable to make paper and without paper they couldn’t write things down and build on their knowledge from generation to generation. Yes, that was the only thing holding them back.

I managed not to relate that to Paul this morning when he kissed me goodbye. Thank goodness, too, because when I woke up a bit more I realized that the logic was a little off.

Thumbs. Thumbs and trees and they would have made it.

Just Desserts

Ah, the holidays, a time to show off your cooking prowess to people you rarely see. Since there isn’t a big market for vegetables that aren’t deep-fried or cooked with fat back (they call it that because that’s what it gives you), I stay away from making side dishes and just stick with desserts.

Here’s a list of what I’m making for Thanksgiving (or, as I like to call it, Diabetes Day):

  • Lemon Ice Box Pie- Celestial mentioned it so I decided to give it a try. I had never heard of it before, but it was an easy, no bake pie.
  • Chess Bars- Paul’s favorite
  • Oreo Truffles-These will soon be regulated by the FDA once they realize how crazy good they are. Pictured above.
  • Fudge- I doubled the recipe. I now have 4 pounds of it in my fridge waiting to be cut into slabs. If your dessert doesn’t come in slabs, you’re doing something wrong.

Paul would like to point that there are other options for your Thanksgiving celebration. For instance, TurBacon (a bird in a bird in a bird in a bird in a bird in a pig):

One commenter described it as “The Passion of the Christ for vegans.” I don’t know what Paul found more amusing, the concept in general or my reaction to it (much retching and gasps of horror).

If you like seeing food do what no food should ever do, check out their YouTube channel: Epic Meal Time

Have a great Thanksgiving everyone!

Human Machine

Becoming a Navy Seal not enough of a challenge for you? Start running ultra-marathons.

This guy is amazing and not just physically. He’s raising money so kids of fallen soldiers can go to college. Watch him run an ultra and check out what he does at the end of 150 grueling miles…

Snore

With my new found hypoglycemia I have to watch what I eat for one of the first times in my life. If I eat too many carbs without balancing them with protein, my blood sugar spikes, my body overproduces insulin, my blood sugar drops and I get drowsy. If I don’t eat often enough, my blood sugar drops and I get drowsy.

If I want to stay awake and productive, I have to stay on top of my food intake. On weekends, my schedule gets out of whack and I tend to take unplanned naps.

On Saturday, I was sitting on the couch watching football and I thought, “I should get up and get something to eat.”

Two hours later I stumbled into the bedroom where Paul was watching TV (so he wouldn’t disturb my nap, aww). I said, “Sorry about that. I feel like I accidentally became a heroin addict.”

He said, “Oh, honey, nobody becomes a heroin addict on purpose.”

“True. Then I feel like I decided to try hypoglycemia just once.”

I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than an appendectomy

or It was the best of times, It was the burst of times

or Appendicitis inside us

or Now I’m down to a glossary and a table of contents

Last weekend I didn’t feel like I could get my energy up to normal levels. I didn’t have much of an appetite and I couldn’t seem to get my diet just right. By Sunday, the 25th, I decided to lay out of church (because one of the best things about going to an Episcopal church is that no one gives you crap if you aren’t there every single Sunday) and try to get some things done around the house that I hadn’t been able to get to. read more »

We interrupt our regularly scheduled blog…

for an appendectomy. That’s right, I figured out that if you want a day off when you’re a mom, it’ll cost you a body part.  The time Paul and I spent sitting on the hospital bed, holding hands and watching HGTV was worth it. Now I’m home recuperating. I can’t pick up anything more than 15 lbs or stand up long enough to cook dinner, and that really limits my activities. I have such a hard time not being able to do anything for myself, but I know it’s better than my guts coming out like silly string just because I had to get the laundry done. I’m mostly sitting on the couch making lists of things that I wish I could do and making short trips into the kitchen to figure out what the hell that smell is (no luck yet).

I’ve been off the painkillers long enough to drive (and long enough to wish I was still on the painkillers) so I’m off to the library for another trashy vampire novel (the True Blood kind). That should keep me stationary.

New Dog, Part 2

See Part 1 here.

My expectations of the dramatic turnaround the new dog would make are not coming to fruition. He has maintained his weight and his fur has gotten thinner and thinner. The second trip to the vet yielded the decision that, though he is not testing positive for mange, we will treat it like mange and a food allergy and see how he reacts. He now has a prescription antihistamine to cut down on the chewing and scratching, a prescription shampoo, omega-3 pills to give him a shiny coat, and special dog food. He’s quickly becoming the most expensive free dog we’ve ever gotten. His name and more…

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