Good News Monday: A Scout Troop Brings Joy to Homeless Girls

This is one of the most inspiring stories I’ve read.

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Girl Scout Troop 6000 in New York City was created by an employee of the Girl Scouts of Greater New York who’d had to move to a shelter after her rental home was sold.

Knowing just how rough this situation can be for kids, she volunteered to lead a special chapter for homeless girls. These Scouts go camping, learn about different careers, and build self-esteem while earning their badges. And of course they sell cookies… lots and lots of cookies!

Pretty sweet.

 

 

 

 

I Can Do What with Hydrogen Peroxide?

No time for an original post today, but I wanted to share these great tips from a modern-day Hints From Heloise. I love her blog and think you may, too. xx, Alisa

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Today’s hack is some ways you may have never thought about using Hydrogen Peroxide. It is one of the the more underrated items in any natural cleaning kit. You can use it to disinfect, sanitize, and deodorize hundreds of surfaces and items around your home. Hydrogen peroxide is a powerful oxidizer, making it useful for whitening and bleaching things. Keep a bottle on hand for everyday hydrogen peroxide uses like whitening teeth, cleaning mirrors, and preventing stains.

Hydrogen peroxide is a natural anti-septic, therefore one of its most common uses is to clean wounds to prevent infection.

I am going to provide you with some insight on the different uses for hydrogen peroxide, and I would love to know if any of these surprised you.

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Have some funky sponges in the kitchen or bathroom? The many uses for hydrogen peroxide can also help you get rid of their dirty appearance and weird smell. Soak sponges in equal parts…

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Good News Monday: Encouraging Research on Climate Change

Yes, the first hurdle is getting people to actually admit there is such a thing, and that it poses a major threat.

But here’s reason for guarded optimism: According to recent reports, a new technique can convert carbon dioxide back into coal. In theory, this could make huge inroads into eliminating the global dangers of greenhouse gases. 

Of course, a massive undertaking would be enormously expensive. But where there’s money to be made, there’s a way. 

That alone might convert some skeptics.

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What’s Your Black Hole?

I’ve been seeing a lot of blogs recently about decluttering, a topic that’s near and dear to my post-move heart.

Now that most things are neatly stored away, I sometimes forget what I already own. This leads to embarrassing discoveries when I buy something and realize later that I already have more of the same or similar — often in multiples.

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My particular nemesis is skin care, especially bath products.  For some reason I can’t resist new ones.  Is it because these luxuries are relatively inexpensive? Because of the implied promise of silkier skin, relaxation, leisure, stress relief, or dare I say even a more youthful appearance?

From now on, I’m going to try to remember to check all those carefully labeled storage bins before I succumb to the siren call of another new lotion, potion or emotion.

Does anyone else have this, er, problem?

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Drama at the Hairdresser

Generally speaking, a visit to the hair salon is relaxing.  Sure, people might get a bit tense if someone cuts their bangs too short, but I don’t think of it as a high-stress environment.

Well, earlier today I got my hair colored and cut and when I got there, the salon was abuzz.  Apparently, a client had gone more or less berserk only a few minutes before I arrived.

It all started when this woman started ranting at the person doing her hair, stating that she “hates lesbians and Americans.” Umm, ok…. not sure what provoked the outburst, but she continued in that vein.  The stylist said that she didn’t appreciate being yelled at, whereupon this woman started swearing, jumped out of the chair, knocked over a sign in the entryway, and then proceeded to swipe all the products off the shelves onto the floor, before storming out of the salon… with hair dye STILL in her hair.  Hoo boy.

Clearly, this poor woman has issues and is perhaps someone who should be under a physician’s care.  I doubt she’s homeless because this isn’t exactly El Cheapo Haircuts and she’d been there before.  So where are her family? Friends? Neighbors? Co-workers? Can’t anyone in her world see that things are just not right and help her? I mean, the woman is running around in public with dye on her head.

Hair-raising.

 

Good News Monday: An App for Hunger

This is a genius idea that’s helping people in Africa.  Seems simple enough that we could implement this in communities worldwide.

“Oscar Ekponimo’s childhood experiences in Nigeria motivated him to create an app called Chowberry. (When his father was unable to work, the family went hungry.)

His app records retailer information about products that are about to expire. Local charities can then purchase the food at a discounted price and distribute it to the community — saving the food from being tossed into a landfill.”

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Good News Monday: DGAS, a Benefit of Aging

There may not be a scientific study (yet) but I’m convinced there’s a provable curve between increased age and the condition DGAS (Don’t Give a S***).

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When we’re younger, we obsess over how we’re perceived at work and in our social lives. Do people like us, respect us, take us seriously, etc.? Is that compliment sincere, or does he/she just want to get into our pants? (And are said pants a size or two larger than they ought to be?)

The beauty of getting older is that, frankly, there are very few people whose opinions actually matter to us.  Yeah, we go through the motions and attempt to interact with people we basically can’t stand, but our universe of those we care about is subject to more important criteria than “What can you do for me?” or “Are you hot?”

For those of us who are shy about making new acquaintances, this might translate as: You seem nice and it might be fun to have lunch or share an activity and see if there’s more of a connection, so I’ll proffer an invite.

If you respond, great. If you don’t, well, life will go on and a year from now I won’t remember your name because, frankly, I can barely remember where I left my car keys.

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By this age, I have no patience for anyone who is faking it, on the make, or desperately lonely.  But I’m really excited to make friends with people with whom I share common interests, philosophies, or enthusiasm for 1) good food, 2) good wine, or 3) nice handbags.

Do we become more intolerant as we get older? Or do we become more discerning? I’d like to think it’s the latter. Or maybe it’s the same thing.

What do YOU think, dear readers?

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