New Blog but not a new Beginning

That's a little cryptic but then I'm feeling a little crazy today.
Bikram or Bust Baby!

Most of our obstacles would melt away if, instead of cowering before them, we should make up our minds to walk boldly through them. - Orison Swett Marden

In Total Shock

Me: It looked like that last screen said "pass", is that possible?

She: Yes, it's possible. Hold on, Your printout will be done in a second.

Me: It says "Pass", does that really mean I passed?

She: Well we aren't allowed to tell someone that they passed or failed but it does indeed say pass. You'll get the official papers in the mail in 6-8 weeks.

YES! I took and passed my National Certification Board for Therapeutic Massage and Bodywork today. I didn't know that I'd get the result today. No grade just the word Pass. Who knew that four little letters could put you on such a high?


So forgive me while I go PASS out.

Some men give up their designs when they have almost reached the goal; While others, on the contrary, obtain a victory by exerting, at the last moment, more vigorous efforts than ever before. - Herodotus

Taking a break from the 'ol blog

I've begun a self challenge and considered beginning a new blog as this represents a whole new facet of my life unfolding. After much consideration however I'm going to take a break for a while without opening a new blog. I could change my mind and if I do I'll post the new blog address here or simply update this blog.

Develop an attitude of gratitude, and give thanks for everything that happens to you, knowing that every step forward is a step toward achieving something bigger and better than your current situation. - Brian Tracy

Drum Roll Please!

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Did I mention that I'm done???
Yep! I finished my massage clinical. No more driving 200+ miles round trip. I'm dead on my feet but in my mind I'm doing a happy dance. KLUNK! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

If the word quit is part of your vocabulary, then the word finish is likely not. -B.G. Jett

I'm creating a Jolly Green Monster!

This morning I did my second wheatgrass harvest and juicing. I did two trays this time and got much more juice than last time per tray.

I was only half done when DH saunters into the kitchen and says, "Guess I should have my wheatgrass shot now, huh?" "Well, I haven't even finished juicing and it's not chilled but go ahead and knock yourself out." I replied. He shoots down an ounce of wheatgrass juice, makes a full range of horrible but amusing faces, smacks his lips and then states, "It's really not all that bad actually. Now I just have to remember to drink it daily." I quickly and quietly closed my mouth which was hanging on one hinge at that point.

Then a half an hour later I ask him if he'd like to try a grapefruit and grape green smoothie that I made with half spinach and half kale. I figured he'd take one drink and swear off it forever. Darn if he didn't suck it down like it was nectar of the Gods. Second emergency closing of my hanging jaw. Will wonders never cease?

Add this to the fact he ate up most of my baby peas last week and I'm thinking he's getting a wee addicted to the greens. Test feeding him green things could become a very amusing past time. Heh Heh

And me? I'm loving noni and wheatgrass mixed half an half!

We must be ever thankful for small miracles, and ever hopeful for receiving greater ones. - Elmer A. Shultz

Big Bad-@ss Bear Butt Sighting

Yep, it was 5:40 a.m. and I was on my way to work, over half way there actually and what saunters into the road but Ursus americanus. A good ol' American black bear.

DH had seen a bear near the same area but never-the-less, as usually happens when I first spy a bear my brain short circuited and identified it as someone's really crazy huge black dog with ears that look just like a - a - ah! It's a bear!

Luckily my foot hadn't short circuited and I immediately hit the brakes. She/He crossed in front of me by maybe a foot and ran off -fat butt wiggling- into the forest on the other side of the road - and that was that.

It's officially summer. I've seen a bear looking for his breakfast.

Once you learn to discern the voice of Mother Culture humming in the background, telling her story over and over again to the people of your culture, you'll never stop being conscious of it. Wherever you go for the rest of your life, you'll be tempted to say to the people around you, 'How can you listen to this stuff and not recognize it for what it is? - Daniel Quinn

It's JUUUUUICE!

After waiting and waiting for my wheatgrass to reach the optimal height I decided that 7" was fine and today was the day to harvest it.

At first I started cutting and rinsing little chunks of grass, feeding them into the juicer (which totally rocks for less than $50!) and then going back for more. This was totally time intensive so I changed my strategy, grabbed kitchen shears and descended upon the wheatgrass tray and gave it a crew cut reminiscent of Britney Spears' self imposed buzz cut. Then I fed all of the cut grass through the juicer a bit at a time.

Then I flipped the grass pad over and attempted to fillet the roots. Let's just say that I'm no better at filleting wheatgrass roots than I am at filleting fish and I suck at filleting fish. I did get a couple extra ounces of juice from the roots but at this point I'm just not sure it was worth the effort.

The juicer was more efficient than I had imagined it would be. It is somewhat time intensive because you're hand cranking it but it's kind of soothing in a Flintstones or Little House on the Prairie way. We'll see how soothing it is the 50th time or so I do it. I got the 10-12 ounces of juice predicted and the ropes of spent wheatgrass and roots were pretty darn dry when the machine spit them out.

I waited until DH was around and only drank a half an ounce lest I turn into some kind of a green monster or suffer horrible stomach pains or the other detox ills I've read about. So far I'm feeling fine. Yep I just checked and I look the same too. LOL

I love the taste of Wheatgrass juice! It smells like a freshly cut grass and tastes unbelieveably sweet with a little licorice kick at the end. I can see myself savoring a couple of ounces of this stuff a day and also adding it to my green smoothies when they need some sweetness. Note to self: Order another growing tray when you reorder wheatgrass seed.

I can't imagine powdered wheatgrass drinks tasting this good and fresh and -well- green. I know that one I used to drink didn't.

The juicer was a snap to take apart and clean too.

SOOOO all in all this experiment seems to have been a success. I'll let you know if I experience any dramatic changes once I've been drinking it regularly.

On another nutritional front I'm seriously going to have to teach DH to make his own green smoothies. He used to sip a polite 4 ounces once a week and feel he had done his duty. Lately I'm making him his own quart jars of them and he's drinking between 12-16 ounces at a crack. He just now told me he's been eating up all my baby peas too! Yikes! I think I've created a Jolly Green Monster!

The higher your energy level, the more efficient your body. The more efficient your body, the better you feel and the more you will use your talent to produce outstanding results. - Anthony Robbins