I really do not have the time to blog more than once every few days, but since this is all so new, it seems to call from the office to me.  I was mashing avocadoes to make guacamole and I suddenly remembered that I had a bottle of Kombucha in the fridge.  So I need to talk about Kombucha.

Two of my daughters have encouraged me to drink Kombucha, but I discarded that idea once I had a tiny sip –  it is very sharp, very vinegary and yeasty.  However, one daughter really gave me the hard sell the other day.  She talked about how she didn’t like it either, how other friends encouraged her to try it and that it made them feel really good and healthy, and how she now really enjoys it.  She said it actually makes her feel more clear-headed and more energetic.  Hmmm.  And it’s not a drug? 

“Just drink one bottle,” she said.  So I have 1/8 of a bottle of Divine Grape Kombucha down and am going to persevere to see if I am more clear-headed and energetic.  I could certainly use both of those attributes lately.

It’s not tasty at all.  But the bottle assures me it will “rejuvenate, restore, revitalize, replenish and regenerate.”  You can be sure I’ll be reporting if any of these re- words become a re-ality for me.

One more tidbit: aside from being a new blogger and drinking Kombucha for the first time, I also recently had all my hair chopped off.  I think it would be called a pixie, but I’m afraid it’s possibly even shorter than that.  About an inch long.  While I’m paring down many things in my life of late, I added my hair to the list.

The next time I post I’m going to tell why I chose Job 23:12 as the Bible verse I wanted on my site. 

Have you tried Kombucha?  Do you like it?  Does it make you feel different?  I’m interested in knowing…

Most of the women in my family are tall. My mother, Virginia, was 5′ 10″ – very tall for a woman born in the 1920s. I’ve had tall great-aunts and cousins, and my peak height was 5′ 11″, although being 50 and postmenopausal has now pounded me down to 5′ 10″.

My oldest daughter Sharon is 6′ 1″. Next comes Carolyn and she is 5′ 10″. Sara is just over 5′ 6″, so she may or may not qualify for being a member of the LFW. Not the VFW (Veterans of Foreign Wars, of which my husband Michael definitely qualifies), but the LFW.  Long-Femured Women. Because the women of our family don’t have height due to our longish spines or our just generally longer bones – we are tall because of of our long femurs (thighbones). Some of us freakishly so, but I won’t divulge which ones of us fit into that category.

Look at any of the women in our family with a femur-critiquing eye, and you will see relatively short calves, extremely short torsos (about four inches from waist to armpit – yet another anomaly in our gene pool), and femurs more fitting for something either mutant or prehistoric.

When one of our granddaughters, Miss E., was being looked at in utero by an ultrasound technician, the main comments given about her were that she seemed perfectly healthy, and had very long femurs. Oh boy, I thought. Another LFW in our family.

If someone could magically give the women in our family thighbones of normal length, we would all shrink by at least four inches. Then where would we be?  Only God knows.  He alone knows the ramifications of something that mind-bending. I believe if we weren’t members of the LFW, our lives would be completely different than they are right now.

Perhaps an average-femured Sharon wouldn’t have married a 6′ 5″ Chris. (this would have been horrible). Maybe an average-femured Carolyn would have gotten different parts in plays, and gone on to Hollywood to become a household name. (this would not have been good.) Perhaps an average-femured me would have taken up gymnastics instead of scrapbooking, and I wouldn’t be sitting here blogging today. Isn’t that an amazing thought.

I need to stop right here. The thought of no LFWs in my family is too sad, too traumatic to think about. I’m so thankful our long femurs have been influential in shaping our destinies, and I would never, ever want to change that.

Are you an LFW?

Welcome to my blog! Isn’t it the neatest space?

You can see that my three beloved daughters are represented here. Sharon, my oldest daughter, is a fantastic professional photographer and started a yarn company that sells yarn all over the world, Carolyn, my middle daughter, is a gifted actress and singer, and also does makeup professionally. Sara, my youngest daughter, is an amazing and creative floral designer. There is so much more to say about them and about life, but that’s what a blog is for, and those posts will be forthcoming.

I hope you will feel free to visit every now and then.