Down the Yellow Taxed Road

Today, I got in my vehicle (the government taxed) wearing a t-shirt and jeans (the government taxed) and drove down the street (burning fuel the government taxed) to the post office (paid for by my tax dollars) to mail letters (the government charges me to mail) to pay for my income taxes (the government cost of earning money) while thinking about what to fix for dinner (with food the government taxed) in my air-conditioned (the government monthly taxes) home (the government yearly taxes).

The government doesn't have a revenue problem.

Working Americans do.

Reason TV's Nanny of the Month: No raw milk for you!

I had raw milk for breakfast. Raw goat milk, in fact. And it was delicious and nutritious.



Nutrition is a bit of a hobby for me. In fact, I'm baking fish right now, along with green beans, which I will consume gleefully with a cucumber and avocado salad in about three minutes. No, it isn't a diet. God gave me curves. I have no plans to give them back.

I've studied nutrition for my personal use, for friends, for simply the desire to be knowledgeable, for over ten years. I love to eat healthy. Love how I feel. Am romanced with a bucket of freshly picked berries, instead of flowers. Nutrition is my thing.

But what's great about it is...it's also my choice. Should I decide to deep fry that fish, trade the green beans for french fries, and swap the cucumber salad for a brownie, the decision is mine. Not a bureaucrat. And I will deal with the nausea and afternoon nap that follows.

Everyone is different, nutritionally speaking. We're individuals. Our bodies react to food in our own unique way. Some of us need more salt, some less. Some more carbs, some less. Some more protein, some less. Some of us should be eating artichokes. Some of us don't want to.

We're not children. We don't need Mommy Government smacking our hands away from the cookie jar. Besides, Mommy Government doesn't know jack about nutrition. Or this bureaucrat chick would know that raw milk does a body good.

Case of the Mondays

Today is my birthday.
Uh huh. Yeah and all that.

Anyway, I'm a firm believer in taking every day off possible. So I'm gone today, planning on spending the entire day with family and being extravagant, which means window shopping with no credit limit.

However, since I've officially ended my blogging vacation, I couldn't leave you without at least one Monday laugh from my favorite political cartoonist, Gary Varvel.

See you tomorrow!