A pretty bold statement for a gal who loves the city life (that my actual life doesn’t really allow for, yet) and being around people. A little known fact is that I don’t like the dirtiness of animals or the smell. Just keep reading, dang it!
Here’s where this is coming from. An extreme frustration with the food I want to buy and/or try to buy and the food I am actually buying. Let me lay it out all nice and straight for ya. I care about the produce and meat I put into my kids’ body. I spent many years and hours reading up on natural and organic and have been rather educated, so I thought.
Last week at the Olde Worthington Farmers Market, I overheard someone ask my meat supplier, “So are you certified organic?” to which the reply was, “No, we don’t bother messing with the silly regulations.”
I felt as if I were sucker-punched. I was also extremely disappointed in myself. I knew better than to spend more money on “natural” and not go all out with the “USDA Organic”. I know, even that’s not perfect but better than the “other” stuff.
So now what?! I talk to my 2 friends who have the same passions as I do in eating the best stuff out there. Eating food the way it was meant to be…organically.
I feel as if I am starting from square one. I feel like I have to research even more now (and I will!) with each farm in the area and how and what I can purchase and how they handle their animals, what they feed them exactly and if I can purchase from them. Oh! And will it be reasonably priced?
Then, there’s the desire to just feed my family with our own food. I am so sick of the ways in which it *seems* farmers are either treating their animals/crops without a care in the world but their own finances which leaves us with terrible toxins a flowin’ in our bodies OR they want to go “organic” but by the skin of their teeth.
So what does this all mean for my family?! Buying a house with land!!! I wouldn’t want a ton of land, but maybe a couple of acres. Like, 5 at the most. But then I think, “Okay, Breena. Seriously?! You’ll go out and milk a goat? You’ll walk more than 2 feet from a chicken? And collect their eggs?!”
hahaha! Then I kind of want to gag…but I have done SO many things I thought I wouldn’t since being educated on food and how it effects our bodies. My kids are worth it and so is my life span (as much as I can help it) to stay around with them here on this God forsaken earth 😉
In a perfect world, I would want to live 15 minutes from the city, in a nice big home with neighbors no more than 1/2 acre away (so we can be friends and barter, duh!), built-in-pool, in a good school system, affordable for a pastor’s wife, etc, etc, etc.
So there ya have it. A complete “I want to move to NYC and become a fashion designer” city-girl questioning “She’s gone country?!” 😉
Thoughts? Unless you are going to say, “Everything causes cancer these days!” to which I will reply, “Yes. Yes it does…”