that was a quote someone put in the ‘comments’ section, and it makes a great intro for the first topic i want to ask about.

but first, blog loyalist JK just lost his mother- let’s all send some compassionate wishes and prayers in his direction… sincere condolences on your loss, JK…

and now, the long awaited (almost 2 sentences is long enough to make you wait, i think) question: what exactly is organic? i’m obviously not trying to get a list of products, or even the governmental definitions- i am wondering in a worldview sense, what IS organic?

this question is prompted to my visit to trader joe’s yesterday. now that i am newly ensconced on a higher plane of reality (can you just hear my peaceful chants echoing in this blog???), i naturally gravitated to things labelled “organic”. some stuff is easy- fruits and vegetables won’t have toxic chemical type pesticides. ok, but  there are ‘organic’ pesticides, and they are meant to kill pests, which by definition makes them toxic. lots of poisonous plants are- DA DUM- toxic, so i know that being naturally occurring doesn’t make something organic. one can have organic brain disease, and that’s not exactly a warm and fuzzy, now is it? so i know that it is not always the case that organic=good. other products get even harder.

i bought organic milk. so that was weird. the cow on the carton is smiling, i think, but there is a smiling cow on various brands of non-organic cheese as well. so, clearly happy cattle does not organic make. i tried to puzzle it out- milk would seem to always be organic, in that it is an unadulterated substance that comes out of a living cow. is there such a thing as milk that is not organic? is that because the cow does or doesn’t eat organic? what if the cow enjoys a good ole snickers bar from time to time?  does it have to do with the cow having certain medications? i know when i was nursing i took certain medications, but i don’t think that made my milk “non-organic”. is there junk added to the milk after it leaves the cow? if so, yuck! but i have never heard of that… what if the cow is grass fed, or pasture-raised, but needed a course of antibiotics for a specific illness at some point in its life? so, that one was a puzzle…

there were also things like ‘organic chocolate’. so it’s not always the case that organic=healthy. (don’t say that it is healthy compared to non-organic chocolate, or i might cry in frustration.)

and when there are like 25 steps of processing in order to get whatever food from its natural habitat to your natural mouth, which steps need to be organic for your food to be organic? and which steps do you care about? and do those 2 answers always match up?

is organic more a philosophy of life? and, if so, do you even care what a package says? (insert game show host’s voice here- “answers to these questions and more will be brought to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu- in the next episode!!)

second pressing matter- thank you to all of you who continue to comment. even those of you who just kind of lurk are cool, though. you’re the ones i will run into in various places and you will say, “oh! you’re you? i read your blog every day!” and i’m like, whoa- who are you again? and you’re like, “i’m me!” and then we can be friends.

but those of you who comment are the ones who really make my days happy. i know some days i just don’t get around to responding to comments, and some days i will get halfway through just clicking the ‘accept’ button on everyone, and then i will start to write specific comments back, but i am never ever ignoring you! one of my daughters was sitting with me last night while i was reading through the comments and she asked, “do you have to do this every night?” and i cracked up, because i don’t have to do it ever! but i love it! it’s absolutely one of the best ways to relax and unwind after any kind of day, it makes me so inspired to keep blogging! so, please don’t ever take it personally if i don’t respond to you. sometimes, i will only look at the pending comments, which are the ones for first-time posters. i have to approve those before they get posted, but if you have been approved already, your comments automatically post. i didn’t realize this at first, so i was missing loads of comments from long-time followers. ok, life is a learning process…

3rd topic, and i will make it a quickie- (see what happens when i have no computer access all day? my thoughts get backlogged and then i have to write 700 page posts all at once ;)  ) i was driving by a house today and it had the most beautiful blue/purple flowers in front. it was gorgeous the way that the flowers complimented the colors of the house, and i wondered for the nanosecond it took me to drive past what those flowers were. and then i saw them a few houses down. and then next door. and then a few houses away. oh- those must be WEEDS. i would like to pause here for a moment and suggest a new definition for a weed to mean something that will grow without you begging it to. i realized that those people will probably get up absurdly early in the morning some day soon and run to their nearest big box store and wait by the door for it to open and fall into the waiting arms of the closest worker and pant breathlessly, “please- give me the strongest poison you have! i’ve got to kill my purple weeds so my green weeds can live!” then, composing himself or herself for a moment, they (meaning he/she) will add, “oh, and do you have any chemicals that will nurture the green stuff? because i can’t seem to attract the right kind of green stuff. invaders keep encroaching from other areas, and i must maintain my pristine green!”

my star husband is ending up with a less than starry lawn. when we put in the garden, he got the front half of the property to plant grass, and i got the half closest to the house- all the better to disguise my fiendish plans for world domination- insert evil laugh here- mwaaa hahahahah!!! i fully expected my plants to die (see my old post on my black thumb-itis) and my husband’s to thrive. some stuff just works out that way…

but first his grass seed got burnt up by the sun. not so my plant seeds. then he re-topsoiled and re-seeded. my plants started growing. not so, his grass. my plants kept growing. some of his grass poked through the soil, but it distinctly resembled the runty kids in school (you know the ones who eat what they pick out of their noses?). my plants started to look like photos from a catalog (please don’t jinx me, please don’t jinx me!) , and his grass started to look like- um (how to say this nicely?) like a junkyard of mean grass and bullying grass and kids-with-skinned-knees grass and some tender shoots of the “right” grass, and lots of dirt in between. i was going to take photos for the blog, but i didn’t want to hurt his feelings. seriously.

granted, i have had a lot of help on my plants. but all parts of the yard are in the same climate zone. they all get watered at the same time. they all get whatever heartache it is that growing things suffer. but his grass is just- ugh…

because that type of grass is not meant to grow here. BIG DUH MOMENT.

that grass is so labor-intensive/resource-sucking/potentially money pit-ish because it doesn’t belong here… OH… it’s like that sesame street song- one of these things is not like the other. one of these things just doesn’t belong. can you guess which thing is not like the others, before i finish my song?

that would be, “what is our grass, for 200, alex…”

so, let’s review. (i like to have my facts straight, after all…) we plant at the same time. mine grows first. we water the same. mine grows bigger. we put everything into clean topsoil. he gets 50% weeds. i get a few. we are picking our first vegetables. his grass needs to be cut with scissors.

that would be funny if it wasn’t true. last week, afraid of running a mower over the delicate shoots of new grass, i paid one of my sons to go out there with some old scissors and give some pieces of grass a little trim. didn’t want any more code violations.

we SO belong in stepford…

anyway, i will leave this post alone for now. i may or may not get a chance to write another post tonight. but i’ll give you a teaser- it’s about ryan the guru and sigmund freud- stay tuned…