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Welcome to my blog. Here I share my successes and failures along my journey to becoming an anthropologist. My most prominent interest anthropologically are the new approaches to handing food security/healthy eating in the US, particularly in urban "food deserts". I enjoy the Anthropology of Tourism as well; combining food and tourism has scholarly promise. My other interests which have converted into anthropological hobbies of sorts include converts to Islam, diaspora of Muslims, and MENA in general. I also have some interest in historical archaeology.

I welcome comments, discussion and even respectful debating. I will however keep discussions to a respectable level. I reserve the right to ban anyone from this forum.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010


I just joined (for the second time in my life) the direct sales company Tastefully Simple. The products are really fabulous! I am looking to bring in more income and to possibly grow this to full time for the summer.


That said my life is hectic and crazy!! I work as much as I can while trying to juggle the stress of a graduate class. I am really overwhelmed...forgive my absence for sometime.


Saturday, January 2, 2010

Religiosity and family members of the opposite kind

This is an age old problem that I suspect many people from all faiths have dealt with. My mom is an Evangelical Christian who truely believes her way is the only way to spiritual enlightenment/heaven, etc. She insists on preaching to me. At times it is a regular "praise the Lord sermon" over and over and over. At times, she sneaks it in when one is least expecting it! I am thinking my mom and I could be getting along famously (strange) and all of a sudden *POW* she hits me with her "come back to Jesus" sermon. When times like that occur, I clam up. I tend to want to be calm, say the right thing, stay true to my beliefs--all that. I do not think that method is working for me. I have explained to mom in letters that I am not a Christian (horror of horrors) and I would like to be repected for that.

My mom always seems to do this at the time that she lends/gives me a gift. She sneaks in her little two cents. So--what is the problem? She lives in Chicago-I live in Orlando....
Well, I do not feel fully accepted by my mom for who I am and my beliefs. It almost feels like her love is conditional.

Anyone else felt like this and how did you handle it? Successfully?