I saw this video the other day on one of the blogs I read and I keep thinking about it. I had to watch it a couple times before I understood what was going on. Here is a link to the original post. The author, Steve, has a great commentary on the video that I think is really helpful. Enjoy.
98% of the human genome is noncoding DNA. Termed junk DNA, this vast majority of all human DNA has no known biological function. Why would we have so much nonfunctional genetic material? Are these the instructions for superpowers that are waiting to be tapped or are they really just junk left over from millions of years of modification? I don't know about you, but I'm hoping for superpowers.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
When the Science Hits the Fan - The Dark Side
As is usual for a Wednesday night, Harper and I had dinner with our friend Katie last night. During dinner, the topic of white meat vs. dark meat came up. I knew that there was a scientific reason for the difference between the two, but I fumbled the explanation. So...I looked it up this morning and here's what I found.


Dark meat has more myoglobin (a protein that delivers oxygen to muscle tissues, very similar to hemoglobin) in it than white meat does. The more myoglobin the tissue contains, the darker it will be.

Think of a turkey. Turkeys don't fly, but they do plenty of running around. Their leg muscles (drumsticks) get a lot of use, but their chest muscles (breast meat) do not. Muscles that do a lot of work and require a lot of endurance need more myoglobin than other types of muscle. That's why drumsticks are dark meat and breast meat is white.

As far as the nutritional differences between the two types of meat, dark meat has more fat. This is again because these muscles require more energy (stored in fat) than white meat muscles do. However, nutritionally speaking dark meat isn't all bad. It contains more Vitamin A, B vitamins, and iron than white meat.
Just wanted to give you some food for thought. Now that I've made everyone including myself hungry, I will be signing off.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Pasta Pictures
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Grounds For Change

I'm not really a coffee drinker. I'll have the occasional McDonald's iced coffee, but that's about it. My husband, on the other hand, is somewhat of a coffee connoisseur. Every month we get gourmet coffee delivered right to our door. While Rob insists that this is the best coffee in the world, we are about to make a change. We are going Fair Trade.
The term Fair Trade can be applied to any number of goods. It basically means that:
- * Producers receive a fair price - a living wage for their goods. A minimum floor price is also set and abided by.
- * Forced labor and exploitative child labor are not allowed.
- * Direct trade practices are employed. Importers purchase from Fair Trade producer groups as directly as possible, eliminating unnecessary middlemen and empowering farmers to strengthen their organizations and become competitive players in the global economy.
- * Producers have access to financial and technical assistance.
- * Sustainable production techniques are encouraged.
- * Community development is a goal. Fair Trade farmers and farm workers invest Fair Trade premiums in social and business development projects like health care, new schools, quality improvement trainings, and organic certification.
- * Equal employment opportunities are provided for all.
- * Transparency is important. All aspects of trade and production are open to public accountability.

Sounds pretty good, right? But what are the real world benefits of Fair Trade coffee? Well, I'm glad you asked.
- * Empowered by the economic stability provided by Fair Trade, members of the COSURCA coffee cooperative in Colombia successfully prevented the cultivation of more than 1,600 acres of coca and poppy, used for the production of illicit drugs.
- * In Papua New Guinea, the AGOGA cooperative, is investing in a medical team to meet the healthcare needs of its isolated rural community.
- * In the highlands of Guatemala, indigenous Tzutuhil Mayans in the La Voz cooperative are sending local kids to college for the first time.
- * Near Lake Titicaca, in Peru, the CECOVASA cooperative is assisting members from Quechua and Aymara indigenous groups in raising coffee quality and transitioning to certified organic production.

Fair Trade coffee is available in most grocery stores and coffee houses. Will Fair Trade coffee cost a little more than the Maxwell House that you usually buy? Maybe. But it seems worth it to me. We are going to start ordering from this company. But there are lots of other online outlets as well as local stores to get it. Look for the Fair Trade logo to know that you are getting certified Fair Trade products.

Please consider switching to Fair Trade coffee. A little change on your part can make a big difference in someone's life.
Monday, June 8, 2009
40 Years and Counting...
My mom and dad celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary yesterday. They met freshman year of high school and dated for 7 years before they got married. I dug up some old pictures to celebrate them and their marriage (they may kill me for this). Enjoy.
I think this was my mom's senior picture. Isn't she pretty!
My mom and dad always had cool cars (and still do).
Wedding day June 7, 1969

40 years later
Friday, June 5, 2009
Housing Crisis
We moved from Cincinnati to Nashville almost a year ago. We still own our house in Cincinnati. It's been on the market for over a year now and hasn't sold yet. That kind of sucks. We are currently living in a rather nice apartment in Nashville. Our lease is going to be up soon and we need to decide whether we want to sign another one (which of course, then rent has significantly gone up) or find somewhere else to live.
While we are certainly not hurting as much as some families, our own personal housing crisis has definitely effected me. This whole house situation has kept me up more nights that I would like to admit to. When we first put our old house on the market, I was sure that God knew what our time frame was and would make sure it sold in time for our move. I mean, God loves me, right? He knows what I need, right? It was Him that facilitated our move to Nashville in the first place, right? I was sure He'd come through. Our moving date came and went and the house didn't sell. And here we are, a year later, and the house still hasn't sold. The house that I love and that I would pick up and move to Nashville if it was physically possible.
I've been through several emotional phases over the last year regarding this situation. First there was hope. Then disappointment. Then stress. Then I tried to ignore the whole situation. Then stress. Then hope. Then more disappointment and stress. My prayer life also went through phases. At first, I was praying regularly to God asking Him to let our house sell quickly. Then I pleaded with Him. Then I stopped talking to Him about it. Then I would mention it every once in awhile. Now, I'm in the occasional pleading phase but mostly trying to ignore it.
I'm smart enough to realize that my timeline is not God's timeline and that He is probably using this situation to teach me about His provision. Blah, blah, blah. My head knows these things, but they haven't downloaded to my heart yet. Ideally, I would love to sell our house in Cincinnati so that we can buy one here in Nashville and put down some roots. But, I don't know what God wants. I'm trying to ask and listen. Your prayers would be appreciated.
While we are certainly not hurting as much as some families, our own personal housing crisis has definitely effected me. This whole house situation has kept me up more nights that I would like to admit to. When we first put our old house on the market, I was sure that God knew what our time frame was and would make sure it sold in time for our move. I mean, God loves me, right? He knows what I need, right? It was Him that facilitated our move to Nashville in the first place, right? I was sure He'd come through. Our moving date came and went and the house didn't sell. And here we are, a year later, and the house still hasn't sold. The house that I love and that I would pick up and move to Nashville if it was physically possible.
I've been through several emotional phases over the last year regarding this situation. First there was hope. Then disappointment. Then stress. Then I tried to ignore the whole situation. Then stress. Then hope. Then more disappointment and stress. My prayer life also went through phases. At first, I was praying regularly to God asking Him to let our house sell quickly. Then I pleaded with Him. Then I stopped talking to Him about it. Then I would mention it every once in awhile. Now, I'm in the occasional pleading phase but mostly trying to ignore it.
I'm smart enough to realize that my timeline is not God's timeline and that He is probably using this situation to teach me about His provision. Blah, blah, blah. My head knows these things, but they haven't downloaded to my heart yet. Ideally, I would love to sell our house in Cincinnati so that we can buy one here in Nashville and put down some roots. But, I don't know what God wants. I'm trying to ask and listen. Your prayers would be appreciated.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
4 Years and Counting...
Today is our 4 year anniversary. I think we're starting to get the hang of this marriage thing. Here's a little collage of what we've been up to over the last couple years. The music in the background is being played by Rob on cello and his grad school roommate Joe on guitar. Bet you didn't know he was that good.
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