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We had an awesome night tonight. We piled the family in the minivan and went out to the country. To farm country. You see I had wanted to take my kids down to a farm that I had planned on ordering beef from. I had met the guy and had many discussions at the farmer’s market about how he raised his cattle, but I wanted to see the farm before I put down a chunk of change towards a split of a cow (that is how you buy cow from the farm. You order a 1/4 cow. Which is like TWO HUNDRED POUNDS of meat)
Anywho, we went to his farm and gazed lovingly at his cows grazing freely on a large plot of land. With a few horses thrown in to keep them company. It was such a stark difference from the farms we passed on the way there full of cows standing shoulder to shoulder as far as the eye could see. Ugh, it made me so sad. But “my” cows are happy cows, full of grass. And more importantly NOT full of hormones or antibiotics. So we checked out the cows and then went in, sat at his kitchen table and picked out our cuts of meat. My “cow” will arrive in about 3 weeks.
Then we drove about a half and hour away to check out our chickens. One of my hubby’s coworkers raises chickens and we had to go pick up our five. Not to raise ourselves mind you. But to consume after they were lovingly raised on the farm. Along with turkeys, pigs, sheep, goats and a few random frogs. No one is eating the frogs. My city slicker kids squealed with amusement at the animals and the hubby and I realized we should probably take them out to the country more. It was like a bad episode of “The Simple Life” without the Prada shoes and Chihuahuas.
My favorite part of the night was when we were feeding the lambs and I said to Lily, “Your favorite food is lamb!! This is where they come from.” Her eyes got big and she began to freak out. How is this news? IT IS CALLED LAMB!! Clearly, the trip to see where their food was coming from was VERY needed. Hopefully they will eat again. Well, maybe they will be vegetarians, but they will eat.
So the trip was a total success. We got healthy, grass fed meat. We met our farmers. My kids were educated. It was a “real food” masterpiece. Except……
We were running a bit behind. And so the hour I had allotted for dinner between farms turned out to be more like 15 minutes. And we were kind of out in the middle of nowhere. Cause that is where the farms are. Except when we passed by the interstate exit. Where there were fast food restaurants in abundance. So yeah. Um, we went from grass fed beef farm with happy grazing cows to evilfastfoodplacethatrhymesiwthchicklonalds to happy, raised by homeschooling 4H kids animal farm to pick up our free range chickens. But the good news is my tummy barely enjoyed those French fries. Or the Frosty we stopped for on the way home. Hey, the kids need water and we could HARDLY just ask for water……
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So anyone who has been reading me for any length of time knows I have made some serious strides towards a greener lifestyle. But one area I just can’t seem to make the total leap is in our personal care products. I don’t know what it is, but I just like to use what I have always used. There is a certain comfort in that. So when a company I already know and love makes a greener, more natural product, I get so happy. I don’t have to try something totally new wondering if I will like it, but I don’t have to feel bad about what kind of crazy ingredients I am using.
First of all can I just say, I am a sucker for packaging. I am like a marketer’s dream. Cause I look at this package and I just want it. I love the look so it is a little bit like, “you had me at hello”. Then I discover that even the packaging is “Al Gore” approved, made out of 60% post-consumer recycled packaging. And I absolutely love the pump handle because my older kids can use everything their own. And by on their own I mean without supervision, not “I can do it myself!!” while half the soap container comes out in the tub.
Anywho, there are no parabens, animal by products or dyes involved. Actually 98% of the ingredients naturally derived, but it still has the No More Tears Formula I love. And despite the simple list of ingredients, it had a great smell. My favorite smell is “clean” which I never really know how to describe, but it has it. You know what I mean? It just smells clean. But not creepy perfumy chemically clean. Just clean.
And FYI, the Johnson’s Natural product line consists of the following products:
What is not to love about a product you love with less guilt? Do you hear that all things made with chocolate and peanut butter? Work on that will ya???
I wrote this review while participating in a blog tour campaign by Mom Central on behalf of Johnson’s and received the products necessary to facilitate my review. In addition, I received a gift certificate to thank me for taking the time to participate. As always, all opinions are mine.
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