Recently (I know, I’m behind the times, shut up.) I have been reading the labels more of the foods that I buy.  And while I buy fresh, organic and wholesome foods, sometimes dammit, I just want to eat a meal from a box or have a tuna salad sandwich.  Anyway, I’ve been noticing how much SODIUM is in shit.  Like tons of freakin’ sodium. Like way more that I would have ever realized.  It is quite scary the amounts really.  I honestly never realized just how much sodium that we ingest regularly.  And it is in nearly everything, too.  Even my bag of frozen organic green beans (I hate fresh green beans...gag!) has sodium in it.  They don’t offer a no salt added version of it.  Disgusting really if you think about it.  Most people read up on the fats and calories in a particular dish but never look much further than that.  At least I didn’t used to so I assume most folks don’t.  Well, I am now.  Geez.

Now, there isn’t a reason that I started studying this.  I don’t have any high blood pressure.  In fact, mine has always been extremely low.  But still, why add it if I don’t need to, right?  And I LIKE salty foods.  I love salt.  It tastes good and makes me happy.  But I’d much prefer to add my own than to have it forced upon me.  And I’m NOT going on some crazy crusade about sodium content in foods.  I’m just going to make better decisions about it.  Like, okay...instead of this canned chicken to make my chicken salad with, I’ll just use leftover baked chicken.  Then I can add my insanely sodium-ized piece of cheese with it.  I ain’t givin’ up my cheese.  Not. gonna. happen.  Cheese is the only reason for eating.  If you want more info on the sodium thing, just google but here is a starting point.

Anyway, I’m going to a stampin’ party tomorrow!  If y’all don’t know, I have started another papercrafting blog.  I’m not linking it here but if you want to know it and don’t already (most do) then I’ll send you the link.  I am really enjoying my crafts.  SO much fun and stuff.

I gotta clean house, too.  Not looking forward to it as there are piles of magazines and mail on the counter which drives me INSANE.  I hate piles of anything (well other than money...heh!)