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Randomness: NaShoStoMo, Be Aware, and a Love Story – #nashostomo

Hi ya’ll! It’s been such a busy week that – I’m sorry to say – I didn’t have time to prepare a #fridayflash, though I did start what I thought would be a flash but has turned out to be much longer and isn’t finished. Be sure to visit the Friday Flash Community, and join in the fun as we celebrate NaShoStoMo (National Short Story Month).

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Speaking of NaShoStoMo, check out this fabulous site where you can read bookoos of stories; you can sort by story title or by author – and it’s all free! And when I say bookoos I mean a lot, (there 199 stories by Chekov alone). What could be better than free short stories? I just don’t know.

I’m ashamed that I missed posting for Fibromyalgia Awareness Day, which was last Sunday, May 12th, but you can still find all the resources you need to learn more about fibromyalgia, how to help those living with the hateful illness and how to cope. The fibromyalgia series I did a couple of years ago on my former site, The Life of a Working Writer Mommy, is still available – visit my Wandering Wonderings page for links to the [five-part] posts.

And now, a love story for you via the incredibly talented, (and beautiful), Greta Bellamacina. I am so glad I discovered this gem of a video for it is absolutely gorgeous. Watch!

 

I hope you have enjoyed this bit of randomness to start your weekend. Have a great one!

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Pour it on chef!

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“And here’s your gift,” my boss said, setting a large shaker of salt on my desk. He’d just returned from a trip to San Francisco. Co-workers who’d received t-shirts and coffee mugs were trying hard not to crack up, stupid grins plastered on their faces as if painted there.

I didn’t get it. I looked at my boss cross-eyed. “Salt,” that look asked, “Why do I, the woman who makes sure your work life is smooth as a baby’s bottom, get the cheapest gift?”

He looked like I’d just smacked his hand and sent him to the corner. Apparently a shaker of salt was a lot more important to him than it was to me. He let out a big Uh. “Because you love salt so much!” he said, incredulous that I wasn’t more grateful.

“Oh!” I smiled, picking the glass container up and holding it with both hands as if it were the most precious diamond I’d ever received. “Thank you so much!” I deserved an Oscar for that performance.

I sat the gift on my desk and thought no more of it until, a few weeks later, I picked it up to pour some salt on my fries and realized it was nearly half empty. “Wow,” I thought, “I guess I really do like salt.” I was touched then, truly grateful my boss had taken the time to notice such a seemingly small habit. But my next thought was frightening: should I be eating so much salt? Probably not. But did I try to cut back? No, I liked to be able to see the snow on my food.

In the twelve years since my cholesterol numbers have always been idea and my blood pressure only increases when I’m having a fibromyalgia flare. Yes, now and then I’ve felt I probably should cut back on my salt intake, despite those “good” numbers, but it’s such a hard habit to break!

Then I found this article: Salt, healthy? Why it might no longer be Public Enemy Number 1 on Reader’s Digest, and felt I’d been handed a clean bill of health. The article, written by Gary Taubes, argues that government recommendations for sodium intake are not only low, they’re most likely too low, and that we should all be consuming more salt than we are:

“…the evidence from studies published over the past two years actually suggests that restricting salt can increase our likelihood of dying prematurely.”

Because of the USDA’s and the CDC’s counsel, the average person takes in too little sodium to flush out the necessary amount of renin, (stored by our kidneys), which increases our risk of heart disease.

Huh……Of course the article ends with an editor’s note to talk to your doctor before either increasing or decreasing your salt intake, (which we should do when considering any change in diet), but because of all the evidence – or lack thereof in this case – I believe I’ll stop worrying about whether or not I should cut back on the salt. After all, it’s proven that worry in itself can increase our blood pressure, so I’m already taking a positive step, right?

The man who gave me the salt shaker has moved on to another company, but I still keep the salt on my desk, and think of him every time I pour it on my lunch.

I encourage you to read Mr. Taube’s article in full (its short) and tell us what you think. Will you too stop worrying so much about your salt intake?

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