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  Five’ll get you ten (and if you get that reference, you’re all right with me, cats and chicks) that you didn’t know that it was Sky Awareness Week. You aren’t in will the cool crowd? Don’t fret, as a hep righteous fox of many things obscure, I can clue you in to the inner workings and you’ll come away thinking the sky is the living end. What is Sky Awareness Week? This is your time to look toward the sky and: Learn how to read the sky Understand sky processes Appreciate the sky’s natural beauty Protect the sky as a natural resource See how meteorology, astronomy, geology, oceanography and hydrology blend with other science to create the environment. From: http://www.weatherworks.com/skyawareness.week.html    See, cats and chicks, the sky isn’t just blue. It has different types of clouds. Sometimes you can see birds, blimps, planes, helicopters and if you’re really lucky,

Though it’s still cold enough here in New Jersey for the furnace to kick on in the morning, the calendar tells us that spring is here. Though I don’t completely believe it, I’ve done my share of spring cleaning. With children and a dog, I have to be careful about the products that I use around the house. Not only can the smells be noxious and trigger a reaction, but also you never know who is touching, sniffing and putting food down on not-quite-dry surfaces. In addition, the pretty colors of many of the cleaning fluids may attract children. If you or a family member are sensitive to these products or would simply like a gentler, more natural way to spring clean your home, here are five tips for natural cleaning, presented in no particular order. Don’t like commercial glass cleaners? Mix ¼ cup vinegar with 1 quart of water

If you follow me on Facebook, and you totally should, you probably read about my recent liberation from a certain fast food restaurant’s sweet tea.  For a mere ninety-nine cents, I would receive a large foam cup brimming with sweety-cold goodness.  My relationship with this lovely, cold drink had been  going along smoothly until one day, the sweetness came to a grinding halt. The cup of “tea” I received was more chipped ice than tea.  Needless to say, I was annoyed, but was willing to let it pass.  We all have our off days, don’t we? The next cup of “tea” I received was watery and tasteless.  That was it.  In my game of baseball, two strikes and you’re out. After mourning the loss of my refreshing drink, I woke up one morning with an ephiphany:  I’ll make my own tea! Here, dear readers, is the result of my toiling over