Nearly six years ago, my daughter watched intently as the woman I’d hired stood at my kitchen counter and washed, dehydrated, and encapsulated my placenta. Today I planted the remaining capsules … Continue reading Waste Not, Want Not
…you’re grooving to the celtic music hour on the radio while making a homemade gluten-free apple pie (out of local apples, of course). (Actually, I’m not sure if this is … Continue reading You Know You’re a Crunchy Mama When…
…you save your torn flannel pajamas to make homemade menstrual pads. For more in this series, select the “You Know You’re a Crunchy Mama…” category from the drop-down to the … Continue reading You Know You’re a Crunchy Mama When…
…the sound of the dehydrator (making flax crackers) and the blender (making a green smoothie) drown out the public radio program you were trying to hear. For more in this … Continue reading You Know You’re a Crunchy Mama When…
“Honey, where’s the grass-fed, locally raised beef?” “See the jar of frozen, organic, locally grown raspberries? It’s behind them, next to the placenta capsules I’m saving for menopause.” For more … Continue reading You Know You’re a Crunchy Mama When…
…you say to your spouse, “Honey, could you put the Ani DiFranco CD in for me? It’s under the Eddie Vedder Into the Wild CD on top of the homemade … Continue reading You know you’re a crunchy mama when…
Imperfect Happiness 