by Chelsey Simpson. Most of us can remember a childhood encounter with chicken nuggets, Tater-Tots, and canned peaches in syrup as our lunch. But with one in three children currently considered overweight or obese, ideas about how we feed our kids at home and at school are changing, and many school cafeterias are leading the charge.
by guest blogger Jeff Csatari. I live in a house full of estrogen: nine X chromosomes, one guY. My wife and I have three wonderful daughters—girlie-girls, all of them—and like any dad, I’m lovestruck. But I have to admit it’s a challenge trying to stay true to my guy roots.
by guest blogger Renee James. As a former colleague of mine used to say—and I mean this in the kindest way to every recent graduate reading this column—”Listen to me very carefully.” What you don’t know about life, the workplace, relationships and love is a lot…
I don’t know about any of you, but I have found in my life that being lied to is one of the worst feelings in the world. Any pain it might save initially is tripled when the truth comes out. We can’t change other people or make them tell the truth. All we can do is tell our OWN truth. These are my hard-learned little steps towards telling the truth.
by guest blogger Isaac Eliaz, MD. there are a number of steps we can take to preserve our mental sharpness. Like any other organ, the brain responds to input. Not just mental and emotional input, but diet and exercise, as well. Many of the strategies we adopt to maintain overall health also support the brain.
I was looking forward to seeing Epic, the new Disney movie, with my daughter in a way I hadn’t looked forward to a kid’s movie in a long time. But in truth, I’m becoming disappointed in the premise of the “epic” story of good vs. evil. That ongoing war we keep fighting over and over and that no one ever really wins.
by guest blogger Leah Zerbe. During prime-time growing season on our farm, you can look out onto our fields and see a rainbow of colors: pink, purple, yellow, and green. But not even the multicolor flashiness of the fields can capture our visitors’ attention once they look around the corner and set eyes on our chickens.
by guest blogger Renee James. I don’t count on much in life, but I do tend to rely on one thing: that invariable and tireless pendulum that confounds and yet comforts me regularly. You know, the one that makes wide swings from one point to another. It reminds me that there are chasms between one belief and another, between one approach and its direct opposite, and that there is always a midpoint of equity.