Shelf Reliance Blog

CHANGING EVERYTHING YOU KNOW ABOUT FOOD STORAGE

2008-10-20T17:23:10Z

Food Storage…..a word that, over the years, has become correlated with dark, unseen corners in hidden storage spaces. I’d be willing to go out on a limb here and bet that a large percentage of food storage gatherers buy their supply and tuck it away for years, never bothering to consider using it in everyday applications. I really can’t blame anyone for doing this, though. With food storage brands out there with names like “Rainy Day Storage,” who’d really want to eat this stuff on a regular basis?

Well, I’m proud to report that THRIVE Food Storage has begun to change this mold! With its great taste and high nutritional value, THRIVE foods will win your family’s taste buds over quickly! Many food storage foragers have begun to use THRIVE in their everyday menu planning—and that’s exactly what our intent was when developing this brand. THRIVE is high in quality, low in cost, and boasts exceptional taste.

When we developed THRIVE, we wanted to break the hesitation often associated with food storage. To accomplish this goal, we tested our food and changed vendors for each product several times over. We also sent THRVE home with our friends and family so they could test our food and let us know their thoughts. After several months of testing and planning, we came out with a product that you’ll be proud to use daily!

To make the deal even better, THRIVE foods all come with recipes on their labels! Each can is also color coded and clearly labeled so you’ll never be left guessing about the contents of your food storage cans (or what to do with the food inside).

Of course, THRIVE is perfect for emergency use as well. A few weeks ago we had a customer call in to tell us she’d been caught in Hurricane Ike. At the time of her call, she was living off her THRIVE Food Storage purchased a short time before the hurricane struck.

If you are in the food storage planning stages and need help or advice, look over the Shelf Reliance website. Our site includes valuable information such as shelf life, the food storage preparation process, and where and how to store your food. We also have a recipe database devoted to easy food storage preparation.

Consider trying THRIVE for both daily meal preparation and long term storage! Your family will enjoy great taste, and you’ll enjoy saving time and money.

THRIVE - changing everything you know about food storage.

Another Car Story

2008-09-16T17:25:54Z

A few years ago my husband and I were travelling home from college for the weekend. We were in a bit of a hurry and set our cruise control to 80 (five miles over the speed limit). Unfortunately, we ended up getting caught in the middle of a heavy rain downpour. As my husband declined our speed, we hydroplaned across four freeway lanes and landed off the road.

After taking a few deep breaths and marveling that we had just hydroplaned across the whole freeway without incurring any accident or bodily injury, we got out and inspected the car. Miraculously, the only damage we needed to repair was the exterior side mirror on the passenger side of the car. That appendage had hit a reflector bar on the road and the mirror had broken out completely.

My husband is extremely persistent; he also hates car trouble! To my dismay, he decided the car needed to be fixed that day.

At that time we were driving an Audi. This usually meant any parts we needed for the car had to be special ordered through the dealership from Germany. I tried to relay this information to my husband, but he was convinced he could get the car fixed that day….and he was not going to listen to my logic.

Amidst my anger, my husband proceeded to stop at the next Napa Auto Parts along the way. Of course, we didn’t find anything. And my husband was very discouraged to find that the Napa Auto Parts of Fillmore, UT didn’t have Audi parts (DUH).

My husband’s fix-it-now escapade added about 45 minutes to our trip. This isn’t a large amount of time but I was mad that he wasted any time by somehow believing we could find the right part for his German car in a very small Utah town.

This story perfectly demonstrates the behavior my husband demonstrates when car trouble arises. He becomes illogical and much too persistent.

I’ve always been a bit irritated about my husband’s freaky car persistence. Any time his car is making any sound whatsoever, he freaks out. And anytime the road is bumpy and causing a rough ride, he freaks out. He often pulls over to make sure everything is okay. It’s akin to a mini meltdown.

We recently went on a vacation and drove…..every few hours we had a minor incident in which I was grilled about sounds I couldn’t hear. After this happens a few times it gets really annoying! Toward the end of the drive—after we’d checked the tire pressure a thousand times and heard even more “suspicious” noises—I wished we’d just flown.

I’m sure my point here is pretty clear. In my opinion, husbands all have an inner freak appear when certain things happen. Car trouble just happens to belong to my husband.

Today, however, I have to be very grateful for my husband’s inner freak. Because sometimes—not often—but sometimes, his meltdown episodes come in handy.

Over the weekend we celebrated my sister-in-law’s birthday. The girls were going up to Park City to shop at the outlets and the guys were leaving a couple hours later to meet us up there for dinner. Because of this my husband and I had separate cars.

Upon returning home, I had to get gas. I told my husband to take our little boy in his car and I’d follow shortly after.

I proceeded to the gas station, filled my car, and looked forward to meeting my husband and son at home. But when I went to re-start my car ……yeah….nothing!

NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING

No radio, no sounds, no lights, no NOTHING

Now who was freaking out? Yeah—me!

The first thing I thought is I must have done something wrong. I made sure the car was in park and then I made sure I hadn’t somehow clicked on an anti-theft device I didn’t know about. When it became clear this wasn’t actually my fault, the reality of having a dead car sunk in.

My car is NOT old; it’s less than four years old, in fact. And it has had all of its recommended servicing. I was quite shocked to be in this situation.

I called my husband and told him my car was dead but that I could get a jump at the gas station. My car fired right up after being jumped and I have never been so happy to hear the sound of the motor turning on!

On my way home, however, I started hearing strange noises coming from the front end of my car. This was unsettling to say the least. When the car is perfectly fine and my husband tries to find things wrong, it makes me mad. When the car is obviously not fine and suspicious noises start to occur, it freaks me out.

I wasn’t sure if I was hearing things or if the noises were legitimate, so I made my husband go on a ride with me. There was a definite ticking noise, but we weren’t sure if it was actually strange or if we were both just freaked out. In the end, my husband decided the car sounded normal. He did note, however, that my headlights were flickering….now that’s reassuring.

These words are not fun to hear: “Your car isn’t making funny noises, honey, but your headlights are flickering. I hope we don’t run out of power and break down on the freeway.”

Anyway, we drove around for a little while longer and decided the only thing that was probably wrong was something with the battery. Sure enough, when we got home and turned off the engine it wouldn’t restart.

The sinking feeling in my stomach was not pleasant.

At this point it was close to 9:00 PM and I had little hope that we’d be able to get anything done for my car. My husband had a movie he needed to leave for at 10, and no mechanic is open that late. Somehow my husband found a store that was open (there’s that persistence thing again) and he told me he’d get everything checked out if we could get my car to start again.

For the second time that night my car responded to jumper cables and hour later I had a new battery.

My husband is seriously weird about car issues. In this case it paid off! He had my car taken care of within two hours of the incident’s beginning.

This experience revealed to me that car trouble can happen quite unexpectedly. I had absolutely no warning or previous car trouble. This was my very first emergency experience since I bought my car. And even though my episode turned out to be quite mild, it wasn’t fun!

The one thing I’m most proud of after going through this experience is I didn’t panic. I was silently freaking out, but my outer appearance remained calm and collected through the entire ordeal. Also, my husband and I didn’t argue once (which is rare for us in high stress situations). Not panicking really helped us in the end! We solved the problem and worked together.

Some things to consider:

Make sure you always keep a set of jumper cables in your car! You never know when you’ll need them. I’ve used them twice in the last ten years, but that number is higher than zero times!

Make sure you have a form of communication with you at all times! Even if you only have change for a pay phone or a pre-paid phone card, you’ll be better off than having nothing. A cell phone is ideal. Services like AAA and OnStar are also very valuable in these types of instances.

National Preparedness Month

2008-09-08T16:34:29Z

September is National Preparedness Month. The Department of Homeland Security is sponsoring the month long event and recommends each citizen follow these four steps:

Get a Kit
Make a Plan
Be informed
Get Involved

For additional information on each step, visit http://www.ready.gov/america/npm08/intro.html

Not only is this month long campaign a national focus, local grocery stores in Utah are also encouraging preparedness through some amazing case lot sales going on right now. This month is the time to stock up on basic long term food storage. Harmons and Smiths are currently having a 2 week case lot sale and Macey’s case lot sale will begin in a few weeks.

My overall recommendation on purchasing at case lot sales is to first be very careful that the case lot prices are stock up prices. A stock up price is the best possible price for an item. This price does vary depending on many factors, and, unfortunately, many of my stock up prices have changed over the last year as the price of groceries has shot up.

I also really try to have a case lot mentality throughout the year….meaning, whenever I find an item that is a super hot deal I buy a large quantity of the item. This is a HUGE help to the budget. We have all seen the super shoppers at the case lot sales….they have 2-3 carts of food piled high with cases of beans, corn, tomato sauce etc. The bill is often over $500. I personally would rather spread that $500 out over several months rather than take the hit all at once.

I do love case lot sales, and I will buy several cases of canned goods; however, I make sure that the item is something that is a fantastic price.

Now, if you love case lot sales and have time constraints that prevent you from shopping the deals on a regular basis (and would rather shop the case lot sales for convenience), I do have some suggestions that will help ease the financial strain of the substantial grocery trip you will probably take this month.

Foremost, you need to think of your grocery budget as a “floating” budget. You set aside money each month for groceries. Some months you will not spend all of the money. Instead of absorbing that money back into the budget and spending it on something else, leave it in the grocery budget and add the same amount the next month as your normally would. If you are disciplined, you can slowly build up a grocery “slush fund.” This extra money is perfect for those BIG grocery bills that are usually budget busters. Again, you need to be disciplined. If you do get to the point where you want to spread out the big purchases throughout the year and deal shop on a weekly basis, you will a significant dip in your grocery budget each month. This is the fastest way to build up a grocery slush fund, but it does take more time.

I create several grocery lists on www.pinchingyourpennies.com each week that should help with the time issue. I find the deals for you, combine them with any available coupons and send that list to your email box each week. I strongly recommend joining the email list at http://www.pinchingyourpennies.com/newslettersignup.htm

Follow these links for the Harmons and Smiths Case Lot sale information. I have rated the prices of each item and recommend purchasing in quantity only the 4 and 5 starred items.

Smiths:

http://pinchingyourpennies.com/coupons/store_sales.php?id=UT_Smiths_Sep03_Sep09

Harmons:

http://pinchingyourpennies.com/coupons/store_sales.php?id=UT_Harmons_Sep01_Sep07

I NEED A VACATION….FROM MY VACATION

2008-08-26T21:14:00Z

Vacations are supposed to be relaxing and fun. Many of us plan them up to a year in advance and wait in anticipation for the day they finally come. Sometimes we can’t sleep before vacations because they are really just that exciting.

But if you aren’t properly prepared for your long awaited trip, things can go terribly wrong. Take, for example, an experience I had just a little over 5 ½ years ago….

A few months after we got married my husband and I decided to plan a Hawaiian vacation. We never had much of a honeymoon and thought this would be the perfect getaway. The only island my husband had been to previously was Maui; I’d never been at all. After getting online and looking at prices, we decided the most affordable stay would be in Oahu. My husband really wanted Maui (he’d been there 11 times before and was familiar with the vicinity), but I insisted we’d be fine in Oahu. The Oahu vacation packages we were looking at were the most affordable, and, I figured, what’s the real difference? So, instead of carefully planning the best location and hotel to stay in, we picked the cheapest vacation package available and looked forward to our getaway.

VACATION TIP #1: Carefully plan the location and hotel you’ll be staying at. Make sure your hotel has all the amenities you’ll need. Don’t cut corners just to save a few dollars. Vacations are expensive no matter what—and while your spending a ton of money anyway, it’s best to make sure you’re not going to regret what you’ve spent it on.

The day we left for Hawaii I couldn’t have been more excited. When our plane landed after eight long hours, I was highly anticipating the great trip ahead of us. But, as you’ll soon find out, our trip went downhill quickly.

My husband and I had planned to rent a car, but when we got to the rental station they wouldn’t accept his driver’s license. My husband had just celebrated his birthday, and, as a stupid gift to himself, he decided to get a new license (no, his current license was not expiring. He just wanted a new one). Well, in the state of Utah they give you a temporary license before your permanent copy comes….it’s not given automatically. When it didn’t show up before our vacation, we had to use the temporary license. I was only 20 at the time and therefore not eligible to rent a car. The good people at Alamo refused to accept the temporary license as valid.

Fortunately, after two hours, we convinced them to rent us a car….we ended up with the ugliest, dumpiest car I’ve ever seen in a rental lot.

VACATION TIP #2: Make sure you have a license accepted by car rental companies! If you want to get a new license, do so with enough time to receive your permanent license before your trip! This will prevent chaos and frustration. And while I’m at this, make sure you have other necessities you’ll need on vacation. Make a list of essentials and DON’T leave them behind.

With a car finally in hand, my husband and I got on the road toward our hotel. And although we’d just gone through a very unfortunate experience, we were determined to enjoy the rest of our week. We were in Hawaii after all.

We drove for about 45 minutes before things got really bad again. We did have a street map; however, we couldn’t find where we were or where we were supposed to be going. Also, in this part of Hawaii left hand turns were not permitted between 3 and 5 P.M. (WHAT???). To make matters worse, I coulnd’t read any of the street signs; they all looked like the same unpronounceable name.

At one point we thought we were close only to be disappointed (we were actually very close without knowing). About two hours later a fight broke out. It included things like: “Can’t you read a map?” and “Can’t you drive a car?” I ended up bawling; my husband was extremely angry….and we still didn’t know where we were (and yes, we had stopped and asked for directions several times).

After another hour (and plenty of illegal left-hand turns), we found our hotel. By the time we realized where it was, we’d driven past it several times. This did not make us very happy. Honestly, I’m still not sure how we found the hotel. It ended up being in the middle of a strip mall and it didn’t have its own parking lot. It was essentially unnoticeable from the street.

But we finally made it!!! And, of course, we were still in Hawaii.

VACATION TIP #3: Get thorough directions and understandable maps before you go to an unfamiliar location. Also pre-print directions from more than one source (MapQuest and Magellan are two great options).

Once in our hotel room (a very humid, insufficiently air conditioned room) my husband and I crashed. We had spent the better part of 5 hours trying to merely get to our hotel. This was not the way I had envisioned this day going.

Our first day in Hawaii was pretty awful. It included fighting, stress, crying, and exhaustion. I figured, however, the coming days would be awesome as we had planned a lot of fun activities.

Our second day on vacation entailed a “Family Fun Cruise.” If “fun” is in the name you can’t go wrong….right? I have to once again remind you that we booked our trip online. One of the add-on options to our vacation package was this cruise. Once we got on the “cruise” ship (more like a not-so-cruise) ship, I knew we were in for trouble. The boat we were on was extremely rocky and the ship hosts were way too over-the-top. I believe the “cruise” lasted two hours. My husband and I spent the entire time sitting in a corner feeling sick. It’s not like we don’t like to have a good time either….it was really just THAT bad.

VACATION TIP #4: When you plan for trip activities, make sure you know what those activities entail. If you have kids, make sure they’ll be welcome. If you don’t like sing along games and charades with strange, drunk people, don’t sign yourself up for “fun cruises” that might entail these activities.

Toward the end of our trip we had planned (once again, courtesy of our online planning options) to take a nighttime dinner cruise. The online advertisement for this cruise made it look very fancy. To get to the cruise, we were required to travel by bus. The night of the cruise we boarded the bus and sat for 15 minutes with no further instruction or movement. The bus was also not on, which means no air conditioning. We finally asked what was going on and we were told we’d be leaving shortly. But we’d already been waiting 15 minutes and decided to forgo the experience altogether. I’m not sure what the nighttime dinner cruise experience entailed that night. However, the non-air conditioned bus gave us enough warning to know we didn’t really need to go.

SEE VACATION TIP #4 ONCE MORE

5 ½ years later, my husband and I still consider our first Hawaii trip to be the worst vacation of our marriage. Even though the first day was the only time we ran into a lot of trouble, it tainted the rest of the week and put us in a negative mindset. And, when you are planning the “vacation of your dreams” only to find it’s not quite what you expected, it’s hard to recover.

Fortunately, we’ve become smarter about vacationing in the last few years. We make sure we know where we’re going and what we’re getting into. And we don’t pre-plan any activities beforehand. We have found that, without a doubt, we can always sign up for “fun cruise” adventures after arriving at our destination.

I know the story above is quite silly, but in all seriousness there are some things that can make a huge difference on vacations. Please find some additional tips below:

· Make sure you know where to find good medical care if it becomes necessary on your vacation. My little brother broke his arm on vacation last year and my mom was forced to find an emergency room.

· Carry emergency contact information with you and make sure your friends/family back home have your contact information. Creating an itinerary of hotel addresses and phone numbers is a good way to do this.

· If you or someone you are vacationing with has special needs, make sure the location where you are staying can accommodate you.

Going Somewhere? I Think Not!

2008-08-08T23:10:07Z

Before I started writing the most entertaining, awesome blog in history (just agree with me), I was a gymnastics coach. The following story took place on my very first day as a coach:

It was a cold, snowy, miserable February day, but I was excited to get to the gym. I had found a job as a gymnastics coach, and as a former gymnast myself, I couldn’t wait to start helping youngsters develop their talent in this great sport.

I was taking my boy to the gym, too. He was two at the time, which was one of the age groups I had for the morning. Not wanting to arrive late due to the snowy weather, we packed up and headed toward the gym with plenty of time to adjust for slick roads.

When we got to the gym, I had about eight armloads to carry. I had my diaper bag, my son’s blankie, a cup of milk, another bag full of toys, and my son’s hand. Right then I was merely focusing on getting inside with everything I needed to carry.

Once inside, all seemed well.

I set up for my classes, made sure my son had enough to occupy him during my first class (he was only participating in my second hour of classes), and waited for my new students to show up.

Two hours later, I was exhausted! Putting my son in a class I coached turned out to be a HUGE mistake as nothing I said could get him to listen or stay with the group. Also, chasing a dozen kids around for two hours and trying to keep them entertained is not an easy task. I felt like I had accomplished a great feat.

On this particular day I was in a bit of a hurry to leave the gym because I had planned to go to lunch with some family members thirty minutes away. I figured I’d have just enough time to get there if I changed at the gym and drove straight to lunch.

I put myself together in a great rush, made sure my kid was presentable, and gathered the millions of things I had brought to the gym.

We finally got to the car—Yes! We were still making good time—only to find that my car keys were missing. AAAHHHH!

I always lock my car. 90% of the time my car is locked when it’s in the garage. But this day my full hands had prevented me from double checking the lock.

Although my car not being locked was a good thing at that moment, it also meant I had no proof that my keys ever even made it into the gym.

I started searching my car and belongings in and out. I had no luck there and started searching the outside perimeter of my car thinking I may have dropped my keys there. Unfortunately, it had been snowing quite heavily that morning so I couldn’t see anything. It was also very cold and I didn’t want to stay outside too long. At this point I was in “anxiety mode.” If I could find my keys in the next few minutes, I could still make lunch. But at this point they were nowhere to be found.

I made a mad dash inside the gym and—big surprise— there were no keys in any logical place. Of course, I searched the bathrooms, trash cans, lost and found, toy bin, and everywhere else I could think of, but my keys were not turning up.

By now I had missed lunch and wasted nearly an hour looking for keys. I just wanted to get home, which, apparently, was too much to ask.

I know I looked distraught at this point, and my new boss offered to let me borrow her car so I could retrieve my valet key from my house. My house is less than 10 minutes away from the gym, so that sounded okay. She even offered to let me kid play at the gym while I was gone! I thanked her profusely and took off.

I made it home without a hitch and got my valet key (FYI: a valet key is good only for starting the engine of a car. It won’t unlock anything, so this was another good reason my car was unlocked).

I started back for the gym with new hope for the day. Sure, my keys may have been lost, but at least now I had a way to get home with my car.

I got about halfway to the gym when the transmission in my boss’s car blew.

Her car was around 13 years old and she told me she’d been expecting it to die any day. Lucky for me, it decided to die this day. To make matters worse, I was on a frontage road where there aren’t many drivers….and even worse, I was in the dead center of the road.

I was now in “panic mode.” I’d already lost my keys, chased hyper children around all morning, missed lunch, and left my own kid at the gym. And now my boss of a mere week had let me borrow her car which was now completely ruined—and I was behind the wheel.

At this point, I was past rational thinking. I was stuck in the middle of a frontage road in the winter. It was freezing outside and I had no control over my situation. I called my boss in a panic and told her what happened. She told me she’d call AAA (a must-have when your car is 13 years old) and try to find someone who could drive her to my location.

I hung up and sat in agony.

Quite fortunately, a couple men in a truck drove by about five minutes later. Seeing as I was in their way, they offered to push me to the side of the road. And seeing that I was actually in a great plight, they offered to give me a ride to the gym. I could tell they weren’t going to kill me, so I gladly accepted the offer.

I secured my boss’s car and went to the gym in great relief that I’d been rescued.

You know those days when you have no functional thought process and everything falls apart? Well, this was one of those days. About halfway to the gym I realized I’d left my boss’s keys in her locked car. That’s right—I locked her keys in her car!!! Even better, I left the keys in the ignition (yes, I realize how completely stupid and insane this story makes me look).

I finally got back to the gym and had to tell my boss what I’d done now (let me remind you again — at this point I’d known this woman for less than a week).

Very -oh so very- fortunately, AAA was already on their way to her car.

I got my kid and my boss in my car, drove to her broken down car, waited 15 minutes for AAA to arrive. Once the AAA mechanic was finished retreiving her keys and putting her car on a tow ramp, my boss and I parted.

Glad this debacle was finally over, I drove home trying not to cry.

I tell this story for a few reasons

1) Panicking is not good in emergencies! It makes things much worse than they ever have to be.

2) Remember your emergency contacts. After telling this story, about 10 people reminded me that I could have called them and they would have come and helped us in the first place.

3) If something like this ever happens to you, learn from it. This really showed me my weaknesses in extreme pressure and gave me something to work on.

Now that I’m writing this blog and constantly thinking about emergency preparedness, I’ve remembered past events such as this that have helped me start to develop the proper mindset for mental preparation. I’m still not perfect, but I constantly realize how many minor emergencies our everyday lives bring. Getting through these and learning from them is a great way to prepare for larger things that may come our way.

And, just in case you were wondering, my boss kept me around!

Insurance as Emergency Preparedness

2008-07-16T21:49:19Z

In my last blog I mentioned my agreement that insurance companies can be crooks. The story of why follows here:

I was three months pregnant when my husband and I graduated from college. Before graduation, we decided to accept a graduate studies scholarship for my husband to attend the University of South Florida.

One of my main concerns with moving was what we’d do about maternity insurance. If anything, babies are not cheap! Luckily, the college my husband was attending had a great insurance plan. For about $8,000, we bought a full year of comprehensive medical insurance, which, they claimed, would cover any medical needs 100%. When we compared the insurance cost to the price of paying for everything that comes along with delivery, we took the less expensive deal.

We headed to Florida in mid-July, 2004 with a twinkle in our eyes. As a young married couple, my husband and I were excited to get away from home and explore the world.

Four months and a few stretch marks later (not to mention ten days late), our bundle of joy was born via Cesarean Section.

I spent the next few days in my large, private room recovering from my surgery (with my own morphine button) and eating from the hospital’s gourmet albeit still disgusting menu.

Five days after my little guy was born I got a call saying our insurance company was not going to cover the charges? WHAT??? When we signed up for the plan (and shelled out a TON of money), the insurance advisor told us we were eligible and completely covered under the plan. We’d had insurance before without any lapses, which, they told us, was enough to cover my maternity costs completely.

After my crying subsided I called the insurance company in a rage. Their answer for the denial of every claim (by the way—every doctor bills individually for deliveries, the hospital bills aside from the doctors as they are not connected to each other, and every ounce of medicine is counted and charged) was we were not previously covered under a group insurance plan, only a personal plan. Even without any coverage lapse, our non-group status gave them enough power to turn us away. Oh, and that’s right, they themselves WERE NOT a group coverage plan!!!

That story brings me to my reflection of why insurance can be a great way to fully protect yourself and your belongings in an emergency….

My grandpa always says, “You can never have too much insurance.” The more I think about that, the more I realize he is 100% right!

I realize insurance is INCREDIBLY expensive, but is there ever a way to have too much? I live in an earthquake prone area (or so they say) that’s been expecting “the big one” for quite a few years now. It has been pointed out to me that my house is on or very close to the major fault line that runs through this area. We don’t currently have earthquake insurance, but I have to admit I’m considering getting it. Even if an earthquake never hits this state in my lifetime, I’ll always have the peace of mind knowing my house and wellbeing will be financially protected if we are ever affected.

A few years ago Southern Utah experienced a major river flooding. The situation got so extreme that the river expanded to point of clearing land out from underneath houses (which caused the dwellings to either collapse, drop into the water, or break apart). Entire neighborhoods were adversely affected. Nothing like this had happened for decades, and, of course, very few households had flood insurance. I don’t think that is something most people think about when the threat is so minute or has never come to fruition in the past.

Car insurance is another avenue to explore. There are a lot of options for the kind of insurance you can get when a tragic accident results in death or hospitalization. And there are many resources out there to help when job loss, sickness, and other adverse situations occur (the Afflack duck is dancing through my mind right now).

I realize it’s not realistic for many people to add high priced insurance extras to what seem to be our ever growing costs of living. But, in the event you can afford this luxury, I’d recommend you hop on the chance. We never know what’s coming and when, and insurance as emergency preparedness is beginning to be, in my opinion, a great way to gain peace of mind.

August 29

2008-07-09T18:38:07Z

What comes to your mind when you think about August 29^th? Maybe you have an upcoming family reunion or a long awaited vacation planned. Maybe you have an important make-or-break deadline and feel a sense of dread when you think about that date. Or maybe it’s just another ordinary summer day.

This year, for the people of the Gulf Coast and New Orleans, August 29^th will represent the third anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. With over 1,800 casualties and $80 billion spent in rebuilding, the Gulf Coast region is far from where it was August 27, 2005. The Gulf is no longer drowning under the waters Katrina brought, but her effects are a lingering reminder of the fateful day she forever affected the lives of millions.

When I think about Hurricane Katrina, several images come to mind. These include people crowded into the superdome, stranded individuals crying for help from their rooftops, and houses painted with the numbers of the dead inside. I also remember the several images we were shown of bodies floating in the water and lying in the streets and walkways. Stories of rampant disease, civil unrest, broken families, and unbearable shelter quarters are also some of the first thoughts that cross my mind.

The year before Hurricane Katrina hit I was pregnant and living in Florida. There were four hurricanes that year. Naturally, I was glued to the TV this time around. I was no longer in Florida, but the fear of the coming hurricanes I had lived through was enough to place my anxiety back where it had been the previous summer.

As news of the storm came pouring in, I remember feeling more and more frustration at the lack of proper rescue efforts. Before the storm hit, an evacuation order was given; however, a proper plan was never devised. Much of the Gulf Coast region is impoverished—this is no secret. And large parts of the most adversely affected areas of New Orleans were in the poorest areas where people didn’t have access to any means of transportation. Because evacuation plans were never clearly drawn up, many of us watched in awe and confusion as we saw images of empty, flooded buses lining the streets of New Orleans. It also took the Federal Government over five days to develop a proper response plan—and even that didn’t go so well (do I have to remind you of the “Brownie” incident)? In fact, I specifically remember watching as President Bush slapped Michael Brown on the back and told him what an excellent rescue effort he’d conducted. I also remember the following months that ensued in missing and mal-distributed money, no bid government contracts, and further reparation mismanagement.

As someone who had gone through the fear of being caught in a hurricane less than a year before, my heart poured out to the people I saw. And now, almost three years later, I frequently remember this disaster.

As I’ve had time to reflect and ponder this situation, I feel there some extremely important lessons we can all learn. Here are some them:

First, I have learned that blame is much too easy to assign. I was watching a TV show a couple years back that paralleled Hurricane Katrina with a broken beaver dam that floods a town called Beaverton. In the show, two little boys accidentally drive a boat through a beaver dam which causes Beaverton to flood. The boat burns up after the accident and everybody is scrambling to figure out what happened to cause this (there were no witnesses to the accident). There are two parts of the following dialogue that, to me, perfectly relay the blame game.

The first example goes:

Person 1: “That’s right; we know whose fault this is. It’s George Bush’s fault.”

Person 2: “Yeah, George Bush doesn’t care about beavers.”

Person 3: “George Bush didn’t break that beaver dam. It was terrorists and Al Qaeda.”

Person 4: “They’ve secretly been building beaver dam WMD’s for years now.”

The second dialogue then plays out:

Son (this is the kid who has actually broken the dam): “Mom….Dad…they’re going to help those people right?”

Mom: “I don’t know. You know, to me, it seems like the mayor of Beaverton should have done something about that dam years ago. “

Dad: “Don’t blame the mayor. What about FEMA? I think this whole thing is really their fault.”

Son: “But somebody’s going to help those people off their rooftops, right?”

Dad: “That’s not important right now, son. What’s important is figuring out whose fault this is.”

An incident can never be blamed on just one person or entity. And, I’ve found, most of the time blame comes from anger over our own inadequacies. Many of the deaths and further tragedies we were shown with Hurricane Katrina could have been avoided with some good emergency preparedness planning by individuals. Even those with little means can do small things to prepare themselves. Something seemingly insignificant like storing a bottle of water away every month would have come in handy in the days following Hurricane Katrina.

Second, it is important to know that we can really only count on ourselves when an emergency strikes. Both the state and federal governments failed to properly prepare and respond to the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. But emergency preparedness and planning should begin with us as individuals. We really can’t count on the government, our insurance agency, or our neighbors for help. We all have our own needs; it’s our responsibility to make sure those will be met in the face of devastation.

Third, I’ve learned that we need to take the past as a template for what we can and should do now. The victims of Hurricane Katrina may not have had time to prepare in the hours preceding the storm, but we all have the opportunity to prepare ourselves now for what the future might bring. It’s easy to sit around complaining about the inadequacies we saw back then, but this is now. And if you aren’t preparing yourself, you’re adding to the problem you’re complaining about.

Fourth, I’ve learned some people never learn. Being fascinated with Hurricane Katrina, I’ve seen and listened to many accounts, movies, and documentaries relating to this disaster. And although my heart breaks for those who lost everything, it isn’t my opinion that they should be automatically entitled to riches. Even now, years after the storm hit, I hear many stories of people complaining about the injustices imposed to them. Even if these people are right, they need to learn that they are in charge of themselves and, ultimately, their own recovery. Should the government be partially responsible? Probably. But, in the end, the government can not be counted on or expected to clean up every hurricane victim’s life. Yes, the government screwed up big time. And I will agree with anyone who feels like insurance companies can be crooks (I have another story about that—not a good subject for me). Still, emergency preparedness lies in our hands. And everyone, no matter how rich or poor they may be, can do something. For example, anyone with a 5 gallon bucket and lid has a temporary emergency lavatory. I know that doesn’t seem like the best resource, but if I was placed in a situation where there was no sanitation, hygiene, or bathroom facility, a five gallon bucket that seals off would be looking pretty great to me.

These are just a few of the lessons I’ve taken away from August 29, 2005. As I’ve written in previous posts, it seems to me that large scale disasters happen more frequently now, which should be all the more motivation for us to assess our situations and get on the emergency preparedness bandwagon.

Along Came A Spider

2008-07-03T20:02:17Z

On a normal day our family spends a good amount of time on the front porch of our house. I love to sit on the steps while my little boy colors them with sidewalk chalk. We also bring the dog and let him patter about while we enjoy the relaxing weather. I’d say spending time on our front porch has become an almost daily occurrence for us. Yesterday, however, we managed to completely avoid our normal outside ritual. And that turned out to be a potentially life saving blessing!

Thursday is our trash day, which means we usually scramble to get everything out Wednesday night. Last night was no exception. I gathered all the remaining trash in the house and made my way out the door.

As I headed toward my front porch steps I noticed a large black object floating through the air. Taking a closer look, I realized I was starting at a huge spider. Although it was 11:30 at night, I could clearly see this giant bug. Its legs were easily 1 ½ inches long—EEEWWW!

I’ve never been afraid of spiders—ever! Bees are another issue entirely. In fact, I’d jump off a ladder to avoid anything with a stinger. Whenever I see a stinging bug, I run the other way—and yes, I have looked like a crazy lunatic running down the road before. But spiders have never bothered me. Even tarantulas with their disgusting harry backs haven’t ever sent me running for the hills. I don’t know what it is, but spiders just aren’t a big deal for me.

So back to last night…..

I’m on my porch, hands full of trash (but not for long), and it takes me about two seconds to realize I’m staring at not only a huge spider, it’s a Black Widow! Remember the thing about not being afraid of spiders—well that only applies to the ones who can’t kill me, my kid, my dog, or anyone else I’m fond of.

The first thing that came to mind was the spider had to die. I am not a huge spider killer—but when they can kill me, all bets are off. I ran into the house and quickly found there was no bug spray! However, we do have a lot of trigger cleaners and I figured I could get this thing from a good distance with a spray bottle.

I quickly grabbed some tile and grout cleaner and ran back outside. It phased the spider, but not that much. It really just forced the giant bug to hide. I decided at that moment to go for aerosol. I returned the tile cleaner and grabbed Lysol and a flashlight. But when I got back outside, I couldn’t see the spider.

First, I took the flashlight and thoroughly examined the area surrounding my feet—nothing. Then I went out the garage and came around to the front of my house. We have four stairs leading up to the front porch and the spider originated above the top stair, so I figured the bottom of the stairs was a safe distance.

I took my flashlight and started fishing around. To my great relief, the spider was still hiding on the front stair, but at a place I couldn’t see very well from the top of my porch. So I started to attack from my new angle.

The Lysol was more effective than the tile cleaner. Being able to spray continuously was a great attack advantage, but the spider was not dying. Its legs got kind of stuck together, but it was not dead. So I moved to a more powerful weapon—Weed B Gone Max. I pumped the Weed B Gone and started spraying. After going through six full pumps, the spider wasn’t moving much anymore.

I spent the next 20 minutes making sure the Black Widow was actually dead. I kept expecting it to jump at me with a dying breath revenge wish (in my head it was strategizing its last ditch effort to wound its would-be killer). Luckily for me, this didn’t happen. The Weed B Gone had done the trick.

After taking a few pictures I went to the store for bug spray. I didn’t end up needing the spray last night (the spider was still dead when I got home from the store—phew), but if the same thing were to happen today I’d be well equipped to handle the situation.

Here’s what I’ve realized since last night:

1) Before today I hadn’t ever taken the time to educate myself on spider bites. I’d recommend that everyone take 10 minutes to learn a few things about the possible symptoms and proper treatment of spider bites.

2) You never know when bug spray will be needed. It’s cheap, easy to store, and should be in every household!

3) Our family would be wise to invest in an anti-venom spider bite kit. Even if we never see another poisonous spider, we’ll at least be prepared for one.

My Someday

2008-07-02T21:20:21Z

An introduction to this post: Writing about emergency preparedness has really pushed me into not wanting to be a hypocrite. I want to say I follow the advice I dish out. One of the steps my family has taken recently is planting a garden. This experience has been great for emergency preparedness as well as saving time, gas, and money. It has also been fun to watch our plants develop and know that we have taken a step toward becoming more self reliant! Watching our garden grow has prompted me to write a post about my experience and future gardening goals.

You know those Wells Fargo commercials that say “someday a _______” (there are several versions) and then they show the image of today? That statement reflects the feelings I have about my garden.

When I was ten my parents moved our family to Tooele, UT. We lived in a very old, downtrodden house with nothing but fields and mountains surrounding us (my back yard was literally a mountain). In fact, we had green vinyl flooring throughout much of the house, cement stairs leading to the basement, and electric wiring that was eventually hung as a joke on the walls of Tooele’s electric company (we ended up having to replace all the wiring. The electricity guys kept is as a joke). Our air conditioner was a swamp cooler, our garage was a hand-made car port, and since we were surrounded by fields and mountains, rodents were an everyday issue. I’m not giving you this description to complain; I just want to give an accurate picture of the environment.

Our house was a pretty substantial disaster, but we did find some good there. My dad, wanting to save money and take control of our pest problems, decided to design and grow a garden in one of the fields on our property. He started out small, but after renting every gardening book ever written (or so it seemed), he became a quick expert. With the exception of winter, my dad worked on our garden obsessively. He’d spend hours a day creating new rows, managing his plants, and making sure everything was correctly watered (we had no automatic sprinklers). Within a couple years we had an extraordinary garden that I still admire to this day.

After moving out of my parent’s house I always wanted a garden just like the one my dad used to have. And now, seven years later, my husband and I have finally buckled down (I actually planted a few things a couple summers ago, but that same summer we got a dog. She ate everything I’d grown).

So far everything has turned out well. In fact, growing a basic garden has been much easier than I thought it would be. We’ve never been able to keep house plants alive, but our garden looks great! I am also very happy about the gas, money, and time we’re saving and will continue to save on not having to buy herbs and other vegetables from the store.

And now the someday part comes into play…..

I’m glad we finally got our act together and planted some herbs and vegetables. It wasn’t hard to do, but it’s still an accomplishment for us—believe me! Still, I look at what we’ve done and I know we could do more. The garden I currently have my site set on belongs to my husband’s parents.

Like me, my husband comes from a garden-growing family. His mom actually grew up on a farm in Idaho, which means she really knows her stuff. Anyway, his parent’s garden is nothing short of spectacular. They have three levels of cement-encased garden boxes that are chalk full of fresh potting soil (see my someday picture). Their setup is remarkable and their plants continue to thrive year after year.

When I look at our garden (and the area surrounding it), cement trucks, garden boxes, and large bags of potting soil pop into my head. I don’t expect to duplicate the garden my in-law’s have, but I’m hoping to someday construct a mini replica.

For now, we’ll take things day by day and continue to be thankful that our garden has survived our not-so-green thumbs!