Day 3 of the Challenge

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This week is Hunger Action Week. To educate the public about the issue of hunger in communities, two organizations, Second Harvest Food Bank of Santa Clara and San Mateo Counties and United Way Silicon Valley, issued a challenge for people to try to eat on $4.50 a day, the average amount that those on Supplementary Nutrition Assistance Program (SNAP – formerly known as “food stamps”) receive. I decided to take the challenge and blog about it. See the previous three entries to find out how I prepared, and how I’ve been doing on the challenge.

I was definitely grumpy by yesterday afternoon. The challenge of eating on only $4.50 a day is wearing on me, and I am glad today is my last day. I’ll be writing more tomorrow about some of my conclusions from conducting this experiment, but for now I will say I don’t think this is enough money to keep someone from being hungry, or to keep them healthy. And the fact that the majority of households on SNAP include children, is disturbing.

I’m ending the challenge tonight because of a commitment I’ve got this weekend starting tomorrow, but it officially runs through Saturday and you can still participate, if only for a day. I know I’ve been complaining about being hungry and grumpy, but I’m glad I did it. I’ve always been someone who considered herself to have compassion for the poor, the hungry and the homeless, but this made me think about their situation in a more concrete way. If you’re interested, go to www.450adaychallenge.org.

Here’s what I’m eating today:

Breakfast: cereal, milk, soy breakfast patty and a banana, $1.15

Lunch: leftover rice and beans, a nectarine, $1.14

Dinner: Tuna and White Bean Salad, rice

Tuna                                               .74

Beans                                             .44

Hard boiled Egg                           .20

Chopped Veggies                         .20

Brown Rice                                    .12

Total                                               1.58

With my leftover money I snacked on a rice cake with a little bit of peanut butter, and a hard boiled egg.

Day 2 of the Challenge

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This week is Hunger Action Week. To educate the public about the issue of hunger in communities, two organizations, Second Harvest Food Bank of Santa Clara and San Mateo Counties and United Way Silicon Valley, issued a challenge for people to try to eat on $4.50 a day, the average amount that those on Supplementary Nutrition Assistance Program (SNAP – formerly known as “food stamps”) receive. I decided to take the challenge and blog about it. See the previous two entries to find out how I prepared, and how I fared on Day 1.

I’ve always liked rice and beans. But yesterday, I loved rice and beans.

I spent most of the day hungry, as I had on Monday, the first day of the “Eat on $4.50 a Day” Challenge. Despite two healthy meals and an apple at around 3:30 p.m., By 5 p.m. yesterday I was feeling a little out of it. Then came dinner. I sauted a chopped onion, some garlic, and a chopped red pepper, then added a fresh chopped tomato, salt, pepper, oregano, a can of red kidney beans, and about four cups of cooked brown rice. When it was ready I divided it into four portions – that’s how I did the math when figuring out my menu and budget – and realized I was getting nearly two cups of food! Plus a salad! I enjoyed every bite, and when I was done, my stomach felt satisfied for the first time in nearly two days.

The amazing part was, I estimated that a serving of the rice and bean dish cost around .64. That’s using canned beans; I’m sure I could have lowered the cost using dried beans. And it’s vegetarian, and it’s full of good-for-you-fiber and vitamins.

Day 3 Menu

Here’s what I’m eating today.

Breakfast: same as yesterday; $1.15

Lunch: leftover rice and beans and some steamed broccoli, $1.14

Dinner: Taco Salad

Soy Taco “Meat”                                                                             .58

Cheese                                                                                               .24

Avocado   (Trader Joe’s packaged – one serving)                   .11

Tomato                                                                                              .25

Onion                                                                                                .10

Homemade Salsa                                                                           .20

Olives                                                                                                 .17

Chips                                                                                                  .21

Lettuce                                                                                               .25

Total                                                                                                 $2.11

Only leaves about .10 for a snack. Maybe a few carrot sticks. Fortunately I’m eating rice and beans for lunch!

By the way, it’s not too late to take the challenge yourself! Take it just for one day. Go to www.450adaychallenge.org to find out how.

Day 1 of The Challenge

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This week is Hunger Action Week. To educate the public about the issue of hunger in communities, two organizations, Second Harvest Food Bank of Santa Clara and San Mateo Counties and United Way Silicon Valley, issued a challenge for people to try to eat on $4.50 a day, the average amount that those on Supplementary Nutrition Assistance Program (SNAP – formerly known as “food stamps”) receive. I decided to take the challenge and blog about it. Yesterday I posted about the preparation. Today is Day 1, and my Day 2 menu.

I completed Day 1 of the “Eat on $4.50 a Day” Challenge, and all I can say is: I was hungry. At the end of the day I tallied the calories I consumed, and they came out to right around 1,500, which is the same amount I use when losing weight. Good news: if I continue on this challenge I will lose weight, which is something I need to do anyway. Bad news: according to the American Heart Association (AHA), most women my age who are moderately active (and not trying to lose weight) need 2,000 calories a day. Men need between 2,400 and 2,600 a day. I suppose one could argue that most Americans are overweight and could use to lose some pounds, but at some point 1,500 calories is not enough, especially if you’re an active guy.

Is it enough for children?

And what about children? Of the nearly one million households in California that receive SNAP,  71 percent benefits include children. A daily caloric intake of 1,500 per day is in the ballpark for children under 9, but as kids grow and become teens, the need for calories go up.

Because my protein sources were non-meat yesterday, I realized that my calorie results could be skewed, so I looked up the meat equivalents for the breakfast sausage patty and the meatballs. The difference was 179 calories, which means had I eaten meat, I would have consumed around 1,680 calories, which is still under teen and adult needs, but gets kids 9-13 closer to a recommended amount. I also looked up milk calories, since I drink nonfat milk. Lowfat added 32 calories, whole milk, 60.

I knew I was going to feel hungry during the challenge anyway, because I do better on three meals and two small snacks a day. But to make the $4.50 a day budget, I had to forgo one snack. I decided to ditch the mid-morning snack, because the time between lunch and dinner tends to be longer for me. I got through the morning OK, taking a walk at one point, which diverted my attention. At one point I mentally kicked myself, because I realized that had I gone with oatmeal for breakfast on the challenge, I could have afforded to eat more of it compared to my bran cereal, and it might have given me a little more fiber to help me feel full a longer amount of time.

Savoring Every Bite

When I finally made my lunch, I made sure I was getting every ounce of food I was paying for, so I used the full serving size of two tablespoons of peanut butter, when normally I only use one. I also leaned on the rule that you can use condiments you already own, dipping my carrots and celery into some lebnah, a Lebanese yogurt cheese, left over from a dinner a few nights before. Finally, I ate the lunch much more slowly than I normally do, savoring every bite. Lunch is usually a rushed thing for me, in between meetings and items on my to do list. Yesterday I took my time, even sitting near a window to enjoy the view to the backyard as I ate.

By mid-afternoon, I was really hungry and ready for my second apple of the day. Because I still had a few more pennies left over in my budget, I threw in a little more celery (and dipped into a little more lebnah). I finished the snack (eating slowly again), and was still hungry. I was also missing my usual beverages of two diet lemon Snapples every day and two or more cans of Minutemaid Lite Lemonade. I also drink plenty of  water, but during the challenge my budget allows for nothing but water.

For dinner I made a very simple sauce from whole canned tomatoes from a recipe I learned from PBS TV chef Lidia Bastianich a couple of years ago. Once I learned this recipe, I stopped buying expensive jar sauces. It doesn’t take a lot of time, and it tastes better than any commercial sauce. It’s olive oil, garlic, some red pepper flakes, whole canned tomatoes I crush myself (I tried diced tomatoes and even crushed, somehow the sauce is better when the tomatoes start out whole), basil (fresh is best), some water, and salt. Cook it covered for about 20 minutes, and uncovered for about 10 minutes more. For the rest of my dinner last night I made whole wheat pasta, the meatless meatballs, and a salad. Normally I eat a green vegetable on the side, and I sprinkle freshly grated Italian cheeses on the pasta.

As the evening continued, it was difficult to walk by my full pantry and full refrigerator when I really wanted to eat. It wasn’t lost on me that I have a full pantry and full refrigerator, when there are many in our communities who do not.

Day 2 Menu

Here’s what I’m eating today.

Breakfast: same as yesterday, at a cost of $1.15

Lunch: leftovers from last night, $1.83

Dinner:

Rice and Beans with Veggies: estimated cost, .64

Salad: .50

Total: 1.14

Snack: an apple, .25

The Challenge Begins

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As I wrote in my last post, I’m taking the “Eat on $4.50 a Day” Challenge, thrown down by Second Harvest Food Bank of Santa Clara and San Mateo Counties and United Way Silicon Valley. This isBreakfast Hunger Action Week, and the hope is that people like me who don’t have to struggle to survive will get an idea of how those who do exist on Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program (SNAP) benefits (the new term for “food stamps”). The average benefit is about $4.50 a day per person.

Following the Spirit of the Rules

There are certain rules to the challenge, but I decided pretty quickly that I would need to adhere to the spirit, not the letter, of the rules. For example, from checking out the Hunger Action Week blog, I could see that some participants were taking their budget total for the week, and spending only up to that amount. Since I’m only taking the challenge for four days, and I’m the only one in my household of three people taking part, my budget is only $18.00. No way could I buy a box of cereal, a loaf of bread or a carton of eggs, since that would send me over the budget. I decided I would break down my purchases by cost per serving. My reasoning was that if I really were receiving SNAP, I would be getting my benefits for a month, not four days, so buying and consuming the items within the month would work. Besides, if my husband and son were taking the challenge, the larger items would have fit neatly within the $54.00 budget we would have been allowed.

One rule I strictly adhered to: I will be eating healthy food, including a lot of fresh produce.

Blessed to Make Certain Choices

Adding to the challenge for me was the fact that I am a pescetarian – a vegetarian who eats fish. I had to see if my normal sources of protein would fit within the budget. I’m well aware that my lifestyle choice – made partly for environmental and ethical reasons, and partly for health reasons – is something I am blessed to make as someone whose family is well above the poverty line (and yes, I know fish isn’t always the best environmental and ethical choice; it’s one of those trade-offs I made for a wider choice of proteins, and I try to be careful about what I buy). That being said, it’s likely there are people on SNAP who cannot eat meat or certain foods due to religious or health reasons.

Lesson Learned

Here’s one thing I learned from this exercise: paying attention to every penny takes time. Between meal and budget planning, and shopping, it took me almost three hours. I shopped at Trader Joe’s and a produce market next door in the same center, and made one additional stop at Whole Foods for my favorite bread, soy taco meat and cereal. That amount of time would be rough if I still had young children, or if I had a job with inflexible hours. Rougher still if I had no car and had to walk or depend on public transit.

Which reminds me of another aspect of this challenge: because I have a car and can afford to put gas in it, I can drive myself to stores with a large array of quality and economical food choices. I live in a part of the valley where within minutes I can buy inexpensive produce, or get good deals on many healthy food items. Some neighborhoods have been classified as “food deserts” by hunger agencies, because there are no supermarkets located there. These deserts may have smaller markets with limited choices and little or no fresh produce, and usually poor quality, but cheap, fast food restaurants.

Day 1 Menu

Here’s what $4.50 buys me today.

Breakfast

Smart Bran Cereal                        .39

Banana                                            .19

Non-fat Milk                                  .18

Soy Breakfast Patty                       .39

Total                                                1.15

Lunch

Whole Wheat Bread                       .39

Peanut Butter                                    .21

Apricot Jam                                      .12

Apple                                                  .25

Carrots and Celery                          .15 (approx.)

Total                                                  1.11

Dinner

Whole Wheat Pasta                    .16

Homemade Sauce                        .52

Meatless Meatballs                     .65

Salad                                               .50

Total                                                1.83

I have .31 left over for a snack! Maybe I’ll have another apple.

You’ll notice there’s no beverages in the budget. Also, on the website it said we could use spices and condiments we already have, and I took advantage of that. I also did not factor in the olive oil I use to cook with.

Tomorrow I’ll post how I did today, plus the Tuesday menu.

Take the “Eat on $4.50 a Day” Challenge During Hunger Action Week

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Could you eat on only $4.50 a day? That’s what Second Harvest Food Bank of Santa Clara and San Mateo Counties and United Way Silicon Valley are asking of people in Silicon Valley. Next week is Hunger Action Week (September 20-25, 2010) to raise awareness of the hunger problem in the community. To drive the point home, the two agencies have issued  an “Eat on $4.50 a Day” Challenge. The amount represents about how much local  food stamp recipients receive (the food stamp program is now called SNAP, Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program). I learned about the challenge at the recent Santa Clara County Hunger Issues Forum: Hunger, Sustainablity, and Access to Nutritious Food. Organizers encouraged all of us to try to eat nutritious meals on the relatively small amount of money for all or part of the week.

I tend to get competitive with a challenge, not necessarily with other people, but with myself. The more I thought about the eating challenge, the more I got curious about whether I could make it through several days eating on only $4.50 per day. I started trying to mentally price each part of my breakfast, and then quickly realized I probably couldn’t snack at all during the week, since each meal could only total $1.50. I can already hear my stomach growling.

The challenge gets even more tricky, I learned at the website, http://450adaychallenge.org/. The $4.50 is for food and beverages, and must include any fast food or eating out in the total spending for the week. It does not include food you already own (not including spices and condiments), which means you have to go out and purchase all the ingredients you are going to use during the week. You are not supposed to accept free food or drink from family or coworkers, including at receptions and meetings. And you are supposed to include fresh produce and healthy protein each day. Participants are also encouraged to keep track of receipts and share experiences on the site’s blog.

So, could you eat on $4.50 a day? Will you for all or part of next week? Let me know if you’re willing to take the challenge with me. I’ll be posting how I fare through the week.

Remembering Katrina – From Afar (Part 2 of 2)

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Despite living more than 1,000 miles away from the Gulf Coast, I feel linked to that region. There was something about Hurricane Katrina and the events that followed that gripped me and pulled me in. Since then, I have visited the Gulf Coast twice – once to Mississippi, and once to New Orleans. My son, Alex, now lives there, working the last two years to help rebuild homes, first through the Presbyterian Church (USA), and now through Americorps (although still with a PCUSA-sponsored organization, Project Homecoming).

In Part 1 I wrote about my memories of the storm itself, and my trip to Mississippi in 2006. Today is about my family’s trip to New Orleans in 2009.

When I left Mississippi at the end of a one-week service trip in August, 2006, I had those fleeting, crazy, “what if?” kinds of thoughts about how to remain so I could help with the rebuilding efforts.  Or maybe I could come back? But after a few weeks of initial restlessness upon my return home, the reality of day-to-day life set in and I set those “what if” ideas aside.  I did not forget the people of the Gulf Coast, however.

Within two years, the region would be once again front and center in my life. It turns out our son Alex had been deeply affected by the storm coverage, as well. Though still in college, he had an idea that one day he would move there to help rebuilding efforts. He graduated in June, 2008, and two months later he was headed for New Orleans as a Young Adult Volunteer with the Presbyterian Church (USA).

It turned out he was headed right into Hurricane Gustav. He arrived in New Orleans just in time to be evacuated out of the city. Fortunately, Gustav did not pack the same punch as Katrina three years previously.

Since that time, Alex has personally overseen the rebuilding of 7 homes, working with more than 1,000 volunteers in the process.

We visited Alex in March, 2009, to see first-hand the work he had been doing. On our first full day he took us on the tour he has taken many volunteers on through the city, pointing out places affected by the storm and flooding. As we headed over the Industrial Canal on the Claiborne Avenue Bridge, Alex told us to look to the right of the bridge. We saw neighborhoods just on the other side of the canal. Then at just the right moment, Alex said, “Look to the left.”

Turning our heads, we saw what looked like a wasteland. It was what was left of The Lower Ninth Ward. There were specks of life here and there, but mostly there were hundreds of empty lots, with only sets of concrete steps marking where homes once stood. I thought back to two years earlier, when I first saw the devastation first-hand in Mississippi.

As Alex drove us around he explained how the disaster had unfolded. He detailed the environmental degradation and human errors that had contributed to the tragic events, how residents nearly lost the ability to return and rebuild to the neighborhood due to political maneuvering and greed, and how insurance companies had stacked the deck against people collecting monies. He also talked about how residents were being thwarted from returning to the city either through governmental rules or lack of resources.

I felt my anger from three years earlier returning. While remembering the shock I felt watching the calamity on TV in 2005, I was taken aback that residents were still lacking the help they needed to rebuild and return. I was very quiet through the rest of the tour.

On Monday morning we found ourselves in a church fellowship hall with about 100 other volunteers from all over the country for an orientation. Afterwards we were divided into teams for each home rebuilding site. Our family headed to the site Alex was supervising. For the next few days we painted, caulked, laid floor tiles and helped with general clean up. At night Alex took us to more sites around the city, making sure we experienced the classics of New Orleans’ cuisine, music and culture.

By the end of the week, I was in love with the city and its people. We got to talk with the homeowners of the house we were rebuilding. We spoke to other natives of the city and region. We got to see parades, outdoor markets, classic old neighborhoods, and local nature. From our experiences it seemed that this was a place that celebrated life with gusto in the face of death.

The anger I had felt just a few days before was not gone, but I realized that the anecdote to that anger was turning that anger into action, like the rebuilding efforts. These efforts were not just rebuilding physical buildings, they were – and are – rebuilding people’s lives. And throughout the rebuilding, we can, and should, embrace and celebrate life, just as generations of New Orleans and Gulf Coast residents have done.

Five years after Hurricane Katrina there is still more left to accomplish. Organizations like Project Homecoming are helping uninsured, under-insured, disabled and elderly homeowners rebuild their homes, even five years later. It very well could be another five years before the remaining homes are rebuilt. With the BP oil spill, the region is hit with new woes, making help all the more imperative.

There is no easy ending to this story. No quick fix to New Orlean’s problems, which are extremely complicated. But we as a nation should not give up on New Orleans, or the rest of the Gulf Coast region.

You can help! Go to http://www.phroadtrip.blogspot.com/ and donate money for Project Homecoming. This organization has rebuilt more than 120 homes in New Orleans utilizing labor from more than 8,000 volunteers from all over the country and world. There is still lots more to do, however. Money and volunteers are still needed.

If you live in the Silicon Valley, you can also help this Sunday, August 29, by eating at Roux Louisiana Kitchen, on Santana Row, in San Jose. A portion of the restaurant’s profits that day will go to Project Homecoming.

Remembering Katrina – From Afar (Part 1 of 2)

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Despite living more than 1,000 miles away from the Gulf Coast, I feel linked to that region. There was something about Hurricane Katrina and the events that followed that gripped me and pulled me in. Since then, I have visited the Gulf Coast twice – once to Mississippi, and once to New Orleans. My son, Alex, now lives there, working the last two years to help rebuild homes, first through the Presbyterian Church (USA), and now through Americorps (although still with a PCUSA-sponsored organization). Sunday, August 29, is the five year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.

The week Katrina swirled its way through the Gulf, slamming into the coast and leaving unbelievable destruction in its wake, I was serving jury duty here in the Silicon Valley. The case was particularly gut-wrenching, involving a 32-year-old man who, in a drunken stupor,  had molested his 13-year-old female cousin and then, after sobering up, threatened to kill her if she told anyone. We eventually voted to convict the man of all charges. When I wasn’t in court, I was in front of the TV switching between news channels. It was an extremely emotional couple of weeks as I experienced intense drama almost every waking moment of every day either in court or through the TV. One day in court as we listened to a litany of what had gone wrong in the family – alcoholism, drug addiction, absentee parents, etc. – I thought, “This is this family’s Hurricane Katrina.”

As I watched the story of the aftermath of the storm day after day, I found myself yelling at the TV in frustration, “Why isn’t anyone doing anything?!” I was watching the moment Anderson Cooper took Louisiana Senator Mary Landrieu to task for thanking a long list of politicians who were – finally – taking action. As if speaking for all of us, Cooper said, “Excuse me senator…for the last four days I’ve been seeing dead bodies in the streets of Mississippi, and to listen to politicians thanking each other and complimenting each other, I’ve got to tell you there are a lot of people here who are very angry and very frustrated, and when they hear politicians thanking one another, it kind of cuts them the wrong way right now.”

Katrina was – like 9/11 before it – a surreal moment in U.S. history. How, I kept asking, how, in one of the supposedly most advanced countries in the world are we letting people suffer and die? On TV? It wasn’t like we didn’t know what was going on. It was unfolding in real time in front of us. Days went by with people sitting on rooftops, as precious time ticked by and nothing seemed to be happening. Five years later, and I still can’t believe it happened. This week NBC news anchor Brian Williams told Jon Stewart in an interview on The Daily Show, “I can’t believe this was allowed to happen to our citizens.”

In August, 2006 11 months after Katrina hit, I found myself in Long Beach, MS., supporting my church’s youth mission trip. Another mom and I bought and prepared food daily for nearly 100 youth and adults. As we walked down aisles in Sam’s Club and Winn-Dixie, residents – realizing we weren’t from around there – would stop us to ask us questions. When we told them why we were visiting, they would thank us for coming to help. Some told us they felt as if the government and the rest of the country had abandoned them.

It was a sobering trip. As we drove to and from Long Beach, we would pass miles and miles of devastated neighborhoods and commercial areas. It looked, as the saying goes, like a bomb, or rather multiple bombs, had gone off. Down one stretch of Highway 90, we could see a hotel still standing, with all it’s windows blown out of one side. You could still see the beds and furniture sitting there, exposed to the elements. We saw an odd-shaped skeleton of a building, not knowing what it was all week, later learning it had been Gulfport’s aquarium. In another area, the hollow shell of St. Thomas’ Catholic Church stood across the street from the beach. In the neighborhood where our group was staying, we drove up through several blocks of properties that had experienced a 30-foot storm surge. The homes and businesses were swept away, along with some of the residents who would not or could not leave. The local elementary school had an eerie feel to it; the school doors were open, and you could see all the children’s backpacks and jackets in the hallways. We were cautioned not to go inside because of the toxic mold that had overtaken the structure.

While the devastation was staggering to look at, we saw many positive things happening in and around Long Beach. Everywhere we went, we saw hundreds of volunteers working with numerous organizations there to rebuild. Most of the organizations were churches and faith-based groups. One of the underreported stories of that time was the large number of church volunteers who helped rebuild and heal residents’ lives. Everywhere we turned, there was another church van, or a truck from a faith-based organization, full of volunteers or building supplies. One inspiring place was God’s Katrina Kitchen, started by a church days after the storm hit. The kitchen was actually a large circus tent, where volunteers were fed each day. In back was a volunteer camp, with people staying there from all over North America. Not all of them were believers; many were non-believers who just wanted to help. The kitchen was open to anyone, including local residents and homeless people who were hungry and needed the meals.

At the end of the week, I didn’t want to leave. There was so much left to be done. ‘We have life so easy back at home,’ I thought, ‘Help is needed much more here.’ I felt uneasy, and even depressed, for three weeks after returning to California, which, I learned, was a common reaction among Gulf Coast volunteers. What I didn’t know then, was that I would return to the region in just a few years.

Inside St. Thomas'

Coming in Part 2: We visit New Orleans; work still needs to be done

You can help! Go to http://www.phroadtrip.blogspot.com/ and donate money for Project Homecoming. This organization has rebuilt more than 120 homes in New Orleans utilizing labor from more than 8,000 volunteers from all over the country and world. There is still lots more to do, however. Money and volunteers are still needed.

If you live in the Silicon Valley, you can also help this Sunday, August 29, by eating at Roux Louisiana Kitchen, on Santana Row, in San Jose. A portion of the restaurant’s profits that day will go to Project Homecoming.

You Can Help Find “Lost Ladybugs”

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I love ladybugs, I always have. The ones around my area are a beautiful orange-red and black color. As a child I loved to catch them and let them crawl around on my hand. As a gardener, I love the fact they devour pesky aphids. I have even bought containers of live ladybugs from the local garden center to release into my garden to attack the offending bugs.

Recently I learned about The Lost Ladybug Project, managed by a department at Cornell University. It’s a website that enlists the public’s help in finding where ladybugs are. It seems that like honey bees, ladybug populations are decreasing in North America. Or moving. According to the site, lostladybug.org, sometimes researchers find that groups of certain ladybug species have moved their territories. It’s not certain what effect global warming is having on ladybug populations, or if there is something else going on that would threaten their existence.

To help researchers figure out what’s happening to the ladybugs, anyone can participate by going out in the backyard or local neighborhood to count how many ladybugs are around. Zero counts as a reportable result. The site also asks that folks take pictures of any ladybugs they find to upload for researchers to review. One page of the site shows on a world map where reports have come in thus far.

It’s a very kid- and family-friendly website, although it’s meant for all ages. There are helpful pages about how to collect and count the bugs, and lesson plans for teachers, scout and 4-H leaders, homeschoolers, etc. What a great project for kids while school is still out! A kids page is still under development, but there are lots of cute photos of kids with the ladybugs.

Be a good neighbor to the ladybugs and help researchers figure out where they are!

Man’s New Neighbors are Wild

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My college friend Frank Mickadeit has some pretty wild new neighbors this week. Frank has spent the last few days in a cage – day and night – at the Santa Ana Zoo. It’s all a part of his job as a columnist for the Orange County Register, and it’s streaming live online for the whole world to see until this afternoon.

Frank Mickadeit at Santa Ana Zoo

Frank as an exhibit at the Santa Ana Zoo; Orange County Register photo

I started watching on Tuesday as soon as I saw Frank’s posts on Facebook announcing his captivity. It’s been fun, interesting and surreal to watch as Frank goes about this experiment. Viewers have watched him eat monkey chow (tastes like hash, he said), do media interviews with local TV and radio stations, interact with zoo visitors, smoke cigars, write his column, and even serenade the neighboring animals while playing his guitar. As I write this he’s being examined by zoo veterinarians.

This morning I interviewed Frank via telephone, and no, I did not ask him “why” he’s doing this. Yesterday I heard him comment he was tiring of the “why” question. The idea was born on an earlier visit to the zoo while he was watching a monkey just hanging out and relaxing in his cage. He basically asked himself, “How do I get that job?” And now here he is, getting some good columns out of the experience while giving the zoo, and the Register, a lot of great exposure.

When I first heard about the zoo stay, I wasn’t surprised. Even while working for our college paper, The Daily Aztec at San Diego State, Frank had a knack for inserting himself into interesting situations to chase unique stories. And speaking of unique, Frank has a unique – and fun -sense of humor, which is why he’s as great a columnist as he is. He’s both informative and entertaining to readers.

Since this is a blog about neighbors, I confined my questions to his current neighbors, other primates that include capuchin monkeys, gibbons and lemurs. What has living side-by-side with these animals taught him?

“I guess I feel a little smarter than I did when I came in. I’m definitely the smartest guy on the block; that’s a change for me,” Frank quipped.

And what has he taught his zoo neighbors?

“I think I’ve taught them to appreciate the aroma of a fine cigar,” he said. “And I think they are really going to miss it.”

He said he has contemplated leaving some cigars behind, but “they have to know how to make fire to do that, and that’s the great difference in our species. I’ve learned to make fire and therefore I can smoke a cigar.”

Finally, I asked him how his animal neighbors compare to human neighbors he’s had. He had to admit he likes his zoo neighbors better than his building neighbors who “play god awful techno music until all hours.” They also have illegal dogs that poop and pee in the elevators, not bothering to clean up after their pooches.

“I would rather live here, frankly.”

Who is My Neighbor?

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NASA Photo of Gulf Oil Spill from Space

If you create a website about people acting as good neighbors, you have to ask yourself: who is my neighbor? As I look around at various events happening around the world, I can’t help but take “neighbor” in the global sense. We are all neighbors to one another, no matter where we are positioned geographically. So my neighbor isn’t just the people in the house next door, my neighbor is a factory worker in China who made part of my computer, or the laborer who stooped to pick the strawberries I at for breakfast. I can choose to become neighbors with people anywhere in the world when I donate money to charitable organizations. I have dozens of neighbors on Facebook and Twitter who I interact with on a regular basis.

Staring us in the face every day on the news is the now infamous “bad” neighbor, BP. My guess is that company executives do not have what I would call a “Neighborhood Mindset”, that when they risk drilling a well somewhere in the world, they become the neighbors of the people and environment surrounding that well. A Neighborhood Mindset is one that reflects how one’s actions might affect a next door neighbor. I will take precautions to protect not only myself, but my neighbor as well. And I would hope my neighbor would do the same.

Of course, it is not easy being a good neighbor all the time. We make mistakes and we are often so self-absorbed we don’t realize that the words we say or the actions we take are hurting others. As one of my heroes, Stuart Smalley, would say, “progress, not perfection.”

Here’s to progress toward becoming a better neighbor to all our neighbors. No matter where they live.