The Facts of Catherine

Welcome to my little corner of the blog world. If you've never been here allow me to introduce myself and a few facts about me.

Fact: I am a vegetarian and have been for about 21 years.

Fact: I am from a family of seven children, and I am the third oldest. (no, I'm not Catholic or Mormon)

Fact: I do not like picking out the first of anything from the grocery, I will grab the item behind it, never the first.

Fact: My husband was actually my elementary/middle/high school crush.

Fact: I get anxious if I am awake on a work night, I call them school nights because I am a teacher, passed double digits; ie ten o'clock is late!

Fact: Scary movies are my favorite, I don't like romantic comedies or girly movies.

Fact: I believe that the color turquoise is magical. It was also my grandmother's favorite color.

Fact: My hair is crazy curly and I've always hated it, but now that it's really long I don't mind wearing it natural.

Fact: I wear a gazillion bracelets on my left arm and never take them off.

Fact: I have three frups. I call dogs frups. One is a maltese named Bella Bell, the second one is a morkie named Birdie Bell, and the third is a lab named Daisy Mae.

got milk?

yes you do

want milk?

first let me say i am a total vegetarian. i do not like milk nor do i desire it. today at school we had a guest speaker, a cow named june, and a dairy farmer. i went with my kindergarten class to go see how milk was made. very very very interesting to hear this 'expert' talk about how we, as humans need milk to grow, have strong bones, and that milk is so good for us. he then explains to us that cows have FOUR stomachs that process their own milk, we as humans only have one. i bit my tongue because i wanted to raise my hand and say, "so cows even have a hard time processing their own milk; and we are supposed to drink their milk even though we have ONE stomach?" i didn't. i listened, respected, and moarned over the poor cow june.


i do not believe that we need milk or any other dairy product. i could blog about this for hours but wanted to share my morning with you. we were shown pictures of what a day-in-the life of a cow was like and guess what; not one of my students said "i want to be a cow". my conclusion is this, the school paid a dairy farmer to come tell us how important milk is and to push dairy onto these young minds.


you don't see women selling their breast milk to farmers over the world do you? nope, it's meant for humans only.

meet june