Friday, January 28, 2011

Just Good Trade

“We had to try to do something.”  says my niece Amy Kay Pavlovich on her new web site, Just Good Trade

In 2007, Amy Kay was a pastor in the First Christian Church in Columbia, MO, and was returning from a mission trip to Arizona with a group of young people.  Here is a quote from her web site about that trip:

“We had to try to do something - no matter how small that something was - to help lessen the need for Mexican farmers to migrate to the United States”

So, that “something” was to begin selling Fair Trade coffee from the region in a corner of her church.  Fair Trade is a market based approach to helping farmers and artisans in developing countries by buying direct and paying higher prices to the producers.

Jump forward four years.  Amy Kay graduated from seminary and her husband has accepted a new job in Jacksonville, Illinois.  With two little ones still at home, Amy Kay decided to expand her interest in Fair Trade and open her own store out of her home.

Her blog tells about her first venture into purchasing and her excitement for the new providers she has found.   She called today to visit with me about my shopping experience on her web site and invited all of you to look around in her store as well.

The internet is a big place to get noticed.  Perhaps a few clicks to her site will tickle the nose of the giant Google to take notice of her.  Pass this information on to any others who might be interested in supporting Fair Trade and the  Just Good Trade store by Amy Kay.  It is easy to order and she will ship to another address if you want to send a small gift to someone for Valentines Day.

Here are my two purchases from last fall.  Excellent quality.

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Thursday, January 27, 2011

Starting to get that itch

Travel that is.

We’ve talked about going back to Phoenix.  Our friends Kay and Lynn are there and it is always a fun trip. 

Today, I found another interesting possibility.  I was looking at the area around Corpus Christi and came across the Aransa Wildlife Refuge.  Whooping cranes winter over there as do many other migratory birds.  There is a little mom and pop campground nearby that might have beach camping and fishing. 

Not far from there is Goose Island State Park which offers camping right on the Gulf.  Online reservations tell me there are none available, but we have a way of working ourselves into good spots.  I’d take a chance with no reservation.

On our way home, we would check in with our neighbors again on Palestine Lake near Tyler, Texas. 

It all sounds exciting but we’ve got to make a big decision first.  Are we going to Alaska this summer or not.  Because if we are, the ducks need to start lining up right here at home.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Back in the truck

I’ve been throwing out stuff all day.  Seriously,  I started with the refrigerator, moved to cabinets, laundry room, holey socks, you name it.  I would pick something up and if it didn’t have a place, I tossed it—including a pair of Dan’s shoes but don’t tell him.

If someone would have backed in a truck today, I would have had no problem heaving away.

Finally, late this afternoon, I sat down to read a magazine (before I threw it out) and wondered why the clean-it-up feeling was in high gear today.   Maybe it’s just feeling good again after battling this flu for five days.  Whatever it is, I hope it continues.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Sending a little love

Valentines Day is a favorite of mine.  It seems an ideal time to remember special people with a colorful note.  

It was in the spirit of Valentines Day that I read an article today listing famous love quotations. One especially caught my  attention:

A bell is no bell 'til you ring it,
A song is no song 'til you sing it,
And love in your heart
wasn't put there to stay -
Love isn't love
'Til you give it away

Oscar Hammerstein, Sound of Music, "You Are Sixteen (Reprise)"

Reading these lyrics reminds me of another poem that years ago I memorized and then quoted whenever I had a chance:

How Many, How Much
`
How many slams in an old screen door?
    Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
    Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
    Depends how good you live 'em.
How much love inside a friend?
    Depends how much you give 'em.

Shel Silverstein

Pass it on…..

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Get a flu shot

If the past three days don’t convince us, then we’re pretty dense. 

Last Friday, we both started feeling a bit punk.  Nothing alarming, although something wasn’t right.   I took some NyQuil that night and had the crazy dreams that that stuff  produces.  Each time I woke from a restless sleep, I felt worse.  Saturday, though,  we took DayQuil and rallied enough to go ice fishing, take some pictures for Kim’s Peak Physical Therapy web site,  and attend a 80th birthday party.  Probably should have skipped the party, hope we didn’t spread any germs to the elders in attendance.

Today, I’m recovering, but Dan had a 102.6 fever at one time.  He has taken two Advil and two Tylenol pills and it is now below 100.  

Whining about being sick is not what this blog is about.  However, it might not be too late to get that shot.  Seriously, if it lessens the symptoms, it’s worth it.