I've moved!

Hi everyone!

To those who have been following my blog, thank-you so much! Sorry I haven't updated in such a long time! It's been super crazy around here lately!

Anywho, I've moved my blog over to WordPress so you may want to update your links. All you need to remember now is http://jennifercarvin.com. That way, where ever I go, you'll still have a correct link.

I'm working on a new post over there and will hopefully have it up soon. I'm also going to start working on updating more often!

Till next time...

Does it really matter?

With the U.S. Presidential Election quickly approaching, I guess it's fitting that my post has to do with the candidates (more specifically, Barack Obama) and the issues I have with small minded people.

I received an email from a co-worker/friend that had been forwarded from one of their friends that had been forwarded from one of their friends and so on. One comment in the message really struck me [copied with grammatical errors and all]:

"I have always had a problem voting for someone that was born with an American name but changed it to not another , more appealing , American name, but to another Islamic appealing name. Thats OK ,UNLESS, you choose to run for THE OFFICE OF THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA and not choose to change your name back to your American given name to prove perhaps,love for your country."

Let's just get this out of the way. The name given to him at birth was Barack. It was his father's name. His nickname was Barry. Based on an article in Newsweek (http://www.newsweek.com/id/128633), Barack is an African name, not Islamic.

So, last time I checked, none of our Presidents had an "American" name. Let's go through the list, shall we?

(looked up at http://babynamesworld.parentsconnect.com)

First Name - Origin
Abraham - Hebrew
Andrew - Greek
Benjamin - Hebrew
Calvin - French
Chester - Latin
Dwight - English
Franklin - English
George - Greek
Gerald - Germanic
Grover - English
Harry - Germanic
Herbert - German
James - Hebrew
John - Hebrew
Lyndon - English
Martin - Latin
Millard - English
Richard - French
Ronald - Norse
Rutherford - English
Theodore - Greek
Thomas - Aramaic
Ulysses - Greek
Warren - Germanic
William - Germanic
Woodrow - English
Zachary - Hebrew

Hmmm...I didn't see one name with an American origin.

When I looked for names with an American English origin at Baby Names World, I found names such as Bubba, Fable, Kodiak, Scout and Seven. I think I'll name my kid Tron...it was a cool movie.

Apparently this person has some insider information that I, or probably most of the country, wasn't aware of. When did one of the requirements of Presidency become "You must have an American sounding name"? Here's a snippet of Article II, Section 1 of the Constitution (the part that talks about the Election, Installation, Removal of the President):

"No person except a natural born citizen, or a citizen of the United States, at the time of the adoption of this Constitution, shall be eligible to the office of President; neither shall any person be eligible to that office who shall not have attained to the age of thirty five years, and been fourteen Years a resident within the United States."

Nothing in there about the person's name...or their religion for that matter. (by the way, he's a Christian, not Islamic or Muslim. Not that it matters, though. Right?)

I'm tired of the fact that most Americans shrink in fear or violently lash out because of the Middle Eastern, or Muslim, or "someone different than you" family that moved in down the street or next door. So what? Did they do anything to you? Did they hurt you, torture you, kill your cat? No? They just moved in and live quietly? Just because they are Middle Eastern, or Muslim, or different than you, that doesn't make them terrorists out to get your family. Maybe if you actually take the time to know them you'll find out they're really not much different from you and want the same things out of life.

I guess that, in the end, my question is: Does it really matter? If someone came along and they were the perfect candidate...could solve all the worlds problems with the blink of an eye. No more taxes, made money and food appear on every table. Rid the world of homelessness, starvation, acne. If someone could do all that, would it still matter if the person's name was Yasir or Rafiki or Abdul or even Helen? I'd like to think it wouldn't, but something tells me it would.





And yes, Governor Palin, I do thank the veterans for the fact that I have the right to protest, bitch, moan, groan and vote for someone based on their qualifications, not based on their name or religious affiliation.

Taking People For Granted

Some of you may have read the story somewhere. There's a 9 year-old little boy (Brett) in the Children's Hospital in Birmingham who has a rare brain cancer that is believed to be terminal. There's a hospital in New York that has a treatment that is undergoing clinical trials. Brett's family is on Medicade, which will not cover the treatment because it's still a clinical trial. The treatment (doctors, nurses, travel, staff, etc.) will cost about $100,000.00. So, in a desperate plea, Brett's father, Joe, reaches out to the online community (I first read about it on Fark: http://tinyurl.com/5ureh4). In an amazing show of human compassion, the family raises almost $40,000 (For donations please visit: http://tinyurl.com/4oa7xs)! The story is starting to get a lot of press. The hospital in NY is now telling them that it wasn't the money, it was something else and to please stop contacting the media. The story keeps changing.

So, I signed up to get updates on Brett from the Care Page that was set up for him (http://tinyurl.com/3p4s94). I just got another update today that was a sad reminder to not take the people in our lives for granted. Here's a portion of the post from Tanda (Brett's mom):

Brett's birthday is October 9th. He'll be 10 years old! I hope he will feel up to a little party here. There were plenty of times in the past few months when I didn't think he'd make it to his birthday. It's hard not to get angry knowing that this will be the first birthday when he couldn't eat his own cake, blow out his candle, open his presents or get to play with his new toys. Last year he wanted a Ninja Turtle birthday. I made him a green cake with the turtle shell design and he got, like, ten thousand Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle toys and accessories. And we bought him a footlocker to keep his favorite toys locked up so his brothers couldn't lose or break them. Now, I'm going to use his footlocker to keep all the things in that help me to remember what he was like before he got sick and became the silent shadow of himself. I miss him. He used to drive me absolutely crazy because he wanted to do everything his own way (which was usually the opposite of mine) and we clashed ALL the time. But now, I would do anything to hear him argue with me. I would welcome his sarcasm and I would not say a word when he came in the apartment with wet, muddy clothes. If I got to hear him say "mom" one more time, I would be the happiest mother in the world.

Oh, god. How did we get here...?

So, thank your children for yelling at you or throwing a fit, because they're still able to. Thank your mother and/or father for asking you the same question 50 times, because they're still here to ask. Thank your husband for coming home late without calling, because he still came home. And thank whoever that you're still able to be a part of it all.

Are you my mother? Part 2

If anyone is wondering, I decided I'm not doing it. I'm not going to contact her. I can't put myself through taking the chance that I'll be let down again. I went through that with my father. If she wanted to contact me bad enough, she could. She knows where her mother lives.

Are you my mother?

So, it's now 12:30 AM and I'm exhausted, but I can't sleep and I have a raging headache.

I want to preface this entire thing with the fact that I would not change one single thing about my life growing up. My mom (really my grandmother) is one of the best things that ever happened to me and I wouldn't change being raised by her for anything in the world.

For those who really know me, the short story is, I found my mother on Facebook. Yes, my real mother.

For those who don't know me (or don't know the whole thing), here's the story: I think I was about 5 years old and my mother and I were living with my grandmother (parents were divorced). One day, I was up in my mother's room, looking out the window. I remember seeing her (my mother) walking out across the lawn and I believe she was on her way to work. Little did I know that would be the last time I saw her.

Fast forward a few years...I'm still living with my grandmother (who I started calling 'mom'). I was getting ready to leave for dance class and the phone rings. I answer it and it turns out to be an administrator from some hospital (I don't remember which one). This was the day I found out I had two half-brothers. The call was because there were some hospital bills that weren't paid for and that was the contact number she gave. I remember hanging up the phone and just crying. I didn't know why at the time. I think it may have been overwhelming at that age to find out that I had two half-brothers that I didn't even know about.

Now, fast forward many years (to about two years ago). I was looking through pictures at my mom's house and she says something like "Hold on a second. I guess I should give you these.". It was pictures of one of my half brothers and another picture with him, their dog and my mother's husband. I sat and cried. I was sad, hurt and jealous.

It's funny. Even when you know you didn't do anything wrong, you still wonder. Why did she leave me? Why did they get to be a family? Did the boys and her husband even know about me? (don't laugh...my father's 2 best friends didn't know he had a daughter...I was about 17 at the time. Not exactly new to the world.) Man...no wonder I have abandonment issues. Two parents that left and wanted nothing to do with me.

So, tonight I was just messing around on Facebook. Looking up old friends, co-workers and family. I decided "What the hell. I'll look her up.". Very. First. Entry. Now, I don't know what to do. Should I contact her? Should I just leave it alone?

I want to know why. And, honestly, I feel like I deserve an answer. I want to know my two half-brothers. Growing up, I wanted nothing more than a sibling and now here are two that I may never know. I'm afraid that if I contact her, she'll want to be a part of my life now. I don't know that I want that. I don't know that I don't want it. I'm afraid that she'll want something. From what I've heard, she's a taker, not a giver. And I have heard or seen nothing to contradict that. Basically, she's a complete stranger to me.

So, that's where I'm at. Tired, torn and a bad headache. This sucks.

I met someone (somewhat) famous before they were (somewhat) famous!

So, apparently, I have some "very rare" pictures of a now somewhat famous wrestler. I put "very rare" in quotes because every site that I saw that had this guy dressed up as previous characters were marked as rare or very rare. So, why can't I put it?

If you've ever watched the ECW, you may have seen Jonathan Rechner -- better known as Balls Mahoney. I've seen this guy wrestle many, many times, but under a different name.

Way back when I was 18, my ex and I used to go to wrestling matches in an almost deserted strip mall in Berlin, NJ. (I knew about the place from an ex before that - we used to go and help set up the chairs before the matches and then take them down afterwards) The matches were fought by students of the Monster Factory Wrestling School, owned by Larry Sharpe (yes, "Pretty Boy" Larry Sharpe). I LOVED going to these things! It was like old time wrestling -- not the "soap operas for men" we have today. There were always big name wrestlers coming through, too! I remember seeing The Bushwackers and King Kong Bundy. He is one big man. I went up to him to say hi and ended up holding his cup of water for him while he signed autographs. Wasn't smart enough to get one myself (an autograph that is) though.

Anyway, when he started out, Jonathan Rechner wrestled as Abbudah Singh. He was my all time favorite out of all the guys there at the time. Here are some pics I took:

There was another time he showed up at the matches, but this time he was Xanta Klaus. We knew it was him, but he wouldn't admit it. I believe that was his first character for the WWF. We did get our picture taken with him:

So, aside from meeting Bobby Darren when I was a little kid, this has been my only other brush with the famous. I'll take whatever I can get.

By the way...if you're interested, Monster Factory is still operating and has moved to Bellmawr, NJ. I think they have matches every Saturday at 2:00...check their website for actual info: http://www.monsterfactory.com. I'm thinking of checking it out one of these days.

Is there crack in fruit?

I've been discovering a lot of new stuff lately. Partly because of trying to be greener and partly because of becoming vegetarian. Two of my new faves are fruits. I'm almost convinced that they transport crack or something with them because I can't get enough!

• 1) Mangoes - If you told me a few months ago that I'd actually be craving mangoes, I'd have told you that you were crazy! I'd had mango flavored stuff before and never liked the taste at all. A few weeks ago, our grocery store had pre-cut mango on sale. So, I figured I'd try it, seeing that I had never had the actual fruit before and, if I didn't like it, Michael does. I was on the fence, but ate the whole thing (it was a snack size container) to give it a fair chance. Last week at the store, I saw a giant organic mango and decided it give it another try since I still wasn't sure. After dinner one night, I peeled it, cut it up and proceeded to eat the whole thing. I couldn't help myself! It was the most fantastic thing I had ever tasted! So, this past week, I bought two smaller mangoes. I just had one with lunch and it's all I can do to not eat the other one! I think I need to buy more the next time I go to the store!
• 2) Avocado - Again, if you told me a few months ago that I'd actually be craving avocado, I'd have said you were off your rocker! I can't even remember how it came to be that I tried avocado. I know it was in a salad I got at Don Pablo's but I'm not sure if it was listed on the menu and I decided to give it a try or if they didn't list it and it was a surprise that it was on there. In any event, it was on the salad, I tried it, I loved it. Last week, I knew I was making tacos for dinner one night so I decided to buy an avocado to have on taco night (incidentally, same night as "inhaling giant mango" night). I ended up putting the avocado right on my tacos and, oh my god....BEST tacos I ever made. If anyone's interested, here's what I used that night and what I'll use in the future:
• Ortega Hardshell Taco Dinner Kit (no palm oil in this one! I don't remember seeing high fructose corn syrup either.)
• LightLife Smart Ground (original --- it's also vegan)
• organic canned black beans
• sharp cheddar cheese
• sour cream (low/no-fat has palmitate in it -- a.k.a. palm oil! use less of the regular instead!)
  
• avocado (grow a houseplant with the seed! mine's sitting in water right now -- keep your fingers crossed that I did it right!)
  
• homemade salsa (homemade by a local farm - not me)
• shredded romaine lettuce
• taco sauce (from taco dinner kit)

So, now I can't get enough mango or avocado. If you have any other ideas of what to cook with mangoes or avocados I'd love to hear them! Don't worry if it's not vegetarian --- I can always adapt it!

The fabric of our lives...

...has gotten soooo much better!!!

So, many of you may know that we (hubby and I) love everything that's comfortable. Soft, squishy pillows, fluffy blankets, soft socks...you name it and we probably love it. For the most part, I LIVE in cotton clothing. As part of my new "greening" process, I'm even more conscious about what I buy. Now, I've discovered something new (to me anyway)...100% organic cotton. Why didn't anyone tell me about this stuff sooner?!?!? I recently purchased 3 t-shirts at Target and I'm in love. I don't know if they have a high thread count or what but they're super soft, extra comfy and as light as can be. I need to find more of this wonderful fabric STAT.

Good Night Harvey

You will be sorely missed. :(

http://www.philly.com/philly/hp/news_update/
20080529_ap_carolburnettstarharveykormandiesat81.html

One of the greatest sketches ever from the Carol Burnett Show:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V-FLSCUsUKs

Sponsors needed!

One of my favorite charities is looking for sponsors for their t-shirts. Any help would be greatly appreciated! Here's the info from their most recent newsletter:

Fundraising update:

T-shirt sponsors still needed!

For a $50-$150 pledge, you can get your name or business logo and website on the back of our organic cotton brown t-shirts. In exchange for your donation, you will receive four t-shirts of your size preference. We will be selling the t-shirts for $20 each at our merchandise table during our benefits and through our website. I would like to get 200-400 made, but they cost ~$8 each (since we are trying to be eco-friendly), so the more pledges we get the more we can purchaseJ Here are the fabulous t-shirts! Thanks to Michael Kerwin at Nuclearview Design Studio (www.nuclearview.com) for the t-shirt design!

Front Back

Please email me at amy@primatesinc.com if you would like to be a sponsor. Thanks for your support!

They also have an online auction coming up in September:

September 1^st-September 30^th – mark your calendar!

Online Auction – Visit www.primatesincauction.com during the month of September and bid on unique items donated from businesses and Primates Incorporated Volunteers. Donations are still needed! If you are artistic or see something while you are out shopping, please consider donating an item to our online auction – it is for a great cause and will be tax-deductible! Contact amy@primatesinc.comfor further details.

Any help you can give to Amy and the folks at Primates Inc. would be awesome!

It's been a month already?!?!

I can't believe it's been a month since I've posted anything! I was hoping that my mind would churn out posts once or twice a day! Oh well...maybe I'm still getting used to this and need to just type.

I'll have more pictures to post later this week. I'll be going to the zoo again - this time with my best friend and her niece. I can't wait! I'm taking the good camera. It may not hold as many pictures but at least they won't be all shaky and blurry! :) And maybe Sugi and Tua will both be outside this time and maybe Sugi will show off his beautiful cheek pads instead of hiding!

Hopefully I'll think of something else to write about soon!

Brother, can you spare a dime?

What's happening to some of the big charity organizations? A lot have a "minimum donation or nothing" thing going on nowadays!

I just got back from a local Earth Day celebration and was looking at some of the pamphlets that I picked up. One was for a pretty large organization. I went to their website, thinking about joining our local chapter. The meetings, etc. are free but I'd want to contribute to their cause. In looking at the form, they have different membership categories. The "Limited Income" category for an individual membership is $24! There's no option to write in a donation.

Last week, my mom was telling me that she got a call from another charity looking for donations. When she said that she couldn't give their requested minimum the woman said to her "Well, how about $15.00?". My mom told her that was too much and she could give $10.00. The woman told her they couldn't take donations less than $15!

Am I the only one that thinks that some charities are getting too greedy? I understand that research, employees, pamphlets, etc. cost money but an "all or nothing" attitude may be losing them money. My mom would have gladly given a smaller amount to the organization that called but they didn't want it! That seems outrageous to me! If I were an organization and someone could only give $5 or $10 I'd be grateful!

Additional Blogger Page

As many of you may know, I've been very involved lately with an orangutan conservation organization. One of the largest threats to the orangutan is the palm oil industry.

I started looking for websites that would help with figuring out what doesn't have palm oil. Most sites I found either told you what HAD palm oil in it, or were for products/stores in the U.K.

So, I decided to start a new Blogger page to list items that I've found that do not have palm oil. I figured that if I was looking for something like this, someone else may be looking for it as well.

Hope you enjoy and find it useful! Feel free to let me know anything that you find and I'll add it to the list. I'll only do reviews of items I actually use.

http://palmoilfree.blogspot.com/

A picture's worth...

I decided to change my profile picture. I thought the old one was a really good picture of me, until someone told me it wasn't. I was bummed all morning and then got upset and decided to keep the old one. Then I got over myself and looked at it again. Ugh...she was right...

I ended up doing a photo shoot...of myself...by myself. I don't normally do crap like that because I'm not very photogenic. Now I have...no lie...47 pictures of myself looking like every other picture "the kids today" take for their MySpace profile. Ah well, at least I got one that I was very pleased with. I deleted my MySpace profile but I'll use it for Facebook. I get one decent picture and I use it for EVERYTHING! :)

To the person who had the honesty to tell me about it, THANK-YOU!

Kermit was right...

...it's not easy being green (at least not all of the time).

I think that when you become a vegetarian for ethical reasons, the next logical step is to "go green". You start to research which companies test on animals and which do not (and it's not just cosmetic companies...). Next think you know, you're immersed in a sea of articles about animal cruelty, global warming, recycling, how we get to work, the light bulbs we use, the household cleaners we buy, the homes we live in, the clothes we wear...I could go on and on. Then you figure it out...it's all connected. It sounds like you have a great epiphany, but it's not really like that. It just seems to all make sense. It really clicked with me when my husband and I were talking about it one day. I ended up saying something to the effect of "I like living in a clean house, right? Well, the outside is my home too so why wouldn't I want to keep it clean?"

Since then, I've been doing my best to "green" what I can. It's definitely still a work in progress as I don't want to just throw away things I have for the sake of buying something more "green". In the end, it kind of defeats the purpose. One of the most difficult things is that these products can be more expensive...sometimes a LOT more expensive...and it can sometimes take a lot of research to find the product that's just right. But, to me, the extra money and research is worth it to know that nothing has suffered or will suffer because of what I wash my clothes in or clean my house with or whatever.

So, that's the end of the "Who ARE you?!?!?" series. With all of that being said, one thing that I should have prefaced all of these posts with is that these are all MY views and opinions. I'm not trying to preach or try and make you change your way of living. I just wanted to give an update on some major changes in my life that were important to me. Now we can move on to whatever topic seems to tickle my fancy at the time. :)

Till next time...

No More Meat?!?

...or in the words of my husband "YOU'RE giving up pepperoni?!?".

I only remember the date because it was so close to our anniversary and it was my maternal grandfather's birthday...Monday October 15, 2007. It was my first 'meat free' day.

So, I'll start from the beginning. October 12th was just like any other day except that I was excited because it was our anniversary and we were going to have dinner at a restaurant we had both loved (they used to have the BEST filet with crab meat & bearnaise sauce). Anyway, I was on my lunch break and had decided to take a look at some of my "have to look at daily" websites, one of which is cuteoverload.com. While getting my daily fill of cute puppies, kitties, etc., I noticed an ad off to the side BEGGING me to take a quiz and find out my "Chimpanality". I, being the primate lover that I am, happily obliged and was taken to the Humane Society of the United States' website.

After taking the quiz (by the way, my chimpanality matched Kitty -- who do you match?), I decided to take a look around and came across the Factory Farming campaign section. Then I came across the videos. Now, in my head I'm telling myself "Don't watch them. You'll only upset yourself. I'm telling you! DON'T WATCH THEM!". I didn't listen and I watched them. I'm not going to go into detail about them but I was crying by the time I was done watching. That night, we went to the restaurant and, with the videos fresh in my mind, I still ordered the filet with crab meat, etc. When the food finally came, I played with it a lot and took bites here and there. Between what was in my head and the general suckiness of the food, I couldn't eat it. And I promise that it wasn't just that I was thinking about the videos. The food was bad...hubby's seafood was barely cooked and smelled "off" and the steak I had was burnt and very tough. We both agreed to never go there again. Anyway, two days later was the last time I had meat.

At this time, I was still a "closet vegetarian". I didn't know how to tell anyone! During the week, I had continued to cook vegetarian meals, but my husband never realized it. That Thursday (Oct. 18th), my husband, my best friend and I decided to go down to Atlantic City to watch the Sands hotel be imploded. We went to dinner and I still hadn't said anything. They decide that we should get egg rolls for an appetizer (they had meat in them) but I didn't say a word...I wasn't going to eat them anyway. The appetizer gets served:

"Hey Jenn, why don't you have some?"
"No thank-you, I'm fine."
"Come on! They're really good!"
"Nah, that's ok."
"There's plenty for all of us!"
...with my face buried in my menu..."Um, I don't eat meat anymore."
...in unison now..."YOU WHAT?!?"

I think you could have heard a pin drop. They were absolutely shocked! So, after some teasing and begging, my husband says "Well, birthday's and Christmas' are going to be a real pain in the ass!". I turned and said to him "What? Were you going to buy me a crate of meat for Christmas???".

So, now it's been almost 5 months and I'm still going strong...and my husband and best friend STILL tease me all the time! They're both very supportive but I think that there's that glimmer of hope that I'll re-join the ranks of the meat eaters. I really don't think that's going to happen.

My next topic will be about becoming more "green". It's still a work in progress so it may be a short post.

Till next time...

No More Bayer the Smokey :)

(note: for those who don't know, Bayer was my maiden name)

I don't know what led me to it, but I just knew it was time. I had visited my doctor for something else and, when I said I was still smoking, he suggested Chantix. I told him it was too new but I'd think about it. After a month, I went back again. It was suggested again by the other doctor in the office. Again, I said it was too new but I'd think about it. She turned around and said to me "Jenn, the side effects are no worse than the side effects of smoking." I had never thought of it that way! Here I was, concerned that a new drug was going to do some type of harm, or worse, kill me when I had been slowly harming (and probably killing) myself for about 16 years! I was scared to death but at my next visit I told my doctor I was ready.

Chantix is a freakin' miracle drug! Well, it was for me anyway. I started taking the medicine and set my quit date -- you're allowed to smoke the first week you're taking the meds. By my quit date (07/07/07 -- yes, I picked that date on purpose) I had already significantly cut down on how much I was smoking. I had my last cigarette around 11:55 PM on July 6th so that the 7th would be my first full smoke free day. I'm not going to lie - it was tough at times. It took all my strength not to give in but I was so determined to do it this time. Jolly Ranchers became my best friends - they really helped me get through some bad cravings. Now, technically, you're supposed to take the meds for 3 to 6 months. After about 1 month, I realized that I kept forgetting to take the pills so I finally decided that if I forget to take them and am ok, I'm just going to stop taking them. So today, I have been smoke free for a little over 8 months!

It's still difficult sometimes. I'll be in the middle of something and all of a sudden I'll think "boy, a cigarette sounds really good right now". You have to keep on your toes and remind yourself that you quit, your reasons for quitting and, in my case, that it just tasted really nasty.

That's all for now! Next post will be about going vegetarian. :)

Whoa there! Who ARE you?

I saw a friend last week-end that I hadn't seen in probably a year and, when I was telling her all the stuff I've done (or stopped doing), she folded her arms and blinked her eyes (a la 'I Dream of Jeanie') as if to say "What happened to you?". So, for those who I don't know or maybe haven't talked to in a long time, I've made a few BIG life changes over last 7 months or so.

For the quick and dirty and for those who don't care about the details, here's a list of the changes so far:

• Quit smoking 07/07/07
• Became a vegetarian 10/15/07
• Becoming more "green"

I'll do separate posts with the stories around each for those who are interested in the details.

Adoption Day!!!

Yay! I finally did it! I adopted Kesi! She is an almost 4 year old orangutan that is being taken care of by the great people at BOS International!

Do you want to help them? An easy way to help if you're short on funds is to avoid purchasing items that contain palm oil. It is believed that Kesi lost her left hand when a palm oil plantation worker killed her mother. Read the labels on almost EVERYTHING you buy - palm oil isn't only in food!

To find out more, go to the Orangutan Outreach website: http://redapes.org

Welcome!

This is my first blog and will be exactly what the title implies...random thoughts and questions I may have at any given point in time.

People say I have a vivid imagination and a very strange thought process and I look forward to sharing it with you! Please leave comments and questions of your own, otherwise, I'll be blogging to myself. Which I guess isn't too different from talking to yourself, which I do all the time!