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The Healthy Hen gravitates towards moderation in life. When she is not running in circles she sometimes runs in a straight line for 26.2 miles, and somewhere in between is where she finds herself now. Sometimes she pushes two chicks in a double jogger in the hills among foxes and rattlesnakes, sometimes the Healthy Hen spins on an elliptical machine while playing episodes of Sesame Street from 1972 and her chicks giggle beside her. She doesn’t really start stirring until she sips her morning brew- a healthy half-caf cup of coffee, or three. The amount depends on how long she gabs with the Rooster before the chicks start peeping – and the running in circles resumes…Get the RSS feed for all of the Healthy Hen's posts here.
This Hen Flew the Coop
October 5, 2009 Posted by The Healthy Hen
Why do we refuse help? I thought my Rooster and I could move our entire house into two PODS without any problem. Who could possibly need MORE than two PODS, or help filling them? We are a one item in, one item out family. We reduce, reuse, recycle and donate like the dickens…
But if it weren’t for the amazing support of all the Hens and the Roosters, the house we sold (within three hours of listing!) would NOT have closed on time today. They came through the house last weekend like a small army and got us all packed up. Even with all of that help, moving is a big deal, and we could not have stayed sane without some essential items.
The Fear Factor: A New School
September 15, 2009 Posted by The Healthy Hen
Transitions are hard. Whether coming out of an open water swim at a triathlon and running toward a sea of road bikes while stripping out of a wet suit (two sizes too small, of course), or transitioning your child from one school you know (and think you love) to a new school, transitions are no fun.
Barbie Needs to Eat!
September 3, 2009 Posted by The Healthy Hen
I know Barbie can evoke strong emotions – some love her, some hate her, some don’t think too much of her. I’m a mix, but I know when I was playing with Barbie in the early 1980’s, she needed clothes and they just weren’t available like they are today. I always wanted a new Barbie just to get a new dress. My incredibly talented mother would sew tiny, elaborate dresses for my dolls so I wouldn’t beg for the next one. Today, we can buy clothes and accessories for almost any doll, in any size and dress them for almost any event. And sure enough, on my daughter’s fifth birthday, she got her first Barbie. So, here we go . . .
