You know what they say about men and directions, right? We can be pretty stubborn. We can be totally lost, yet refuse to ask for help even when we’ve been running around in circles. Once upon a time, driving around town as a cool young dude in my new Mustang. I felt like a real hot shot with my girlfriend at the time in the passenger seat! That is, until the tire popped and we had to pull over. I think I just stood there with the spare tire, staring at my car confused and trying to mask my embarrassment. My ex laughed it off and handled it.
Now before anyone gets mad at me, I know that the gals can do anything guys can—just as well, if not better! But at the time, I felt like there were a few things that a dude like me was expected to be able to do.
So why do I bring up this memory? Well I’ve been back on the dating scene recently and things have been going pretty well with someone I deeply cherish and value. I invited her over for an elaborate, romantic dinner at my place.
But a few days before the dinner, I realized that my toilet was clogged. I suddenly remembered how I felt as a young man with the popped tire. “Oh boy,” I thought. Was history bound to repeat itself as a smelly, pungent mess? There was no way I could let that happen. But what exactly was I supposed to do? I had no plumbing experience and there wasn’t enough time to let my pride get in the way of asking for help
So, I did what any wise man would do: I swallowed my pride and called a professional. I called a San Diego plumber that specializes in plumbing emergencies. When California Plumbing arrived, they got right down to inspecting the situation and explained that generally clogs are removed with either an auger, or with a water-powered method, hydro jetting. Hydro jetting blasts high-pressure water through the pipes without chemicals, and it’s a process that is known to be both effective and environmentally friendly.
Long story short, the plumbing technician cleared out my toilet clog, and I couldn’t have done it myself! Now if you’re wondering why I didn’t just use a plunger or pour some drain cleaner down there, I have some more backstories to share. One of my worst memories was trying to unclog a toilet with a plunger, only for that to backfire on me. I won’t describe that any further. As for drain cleaner, I’ve heard some pretty scary stuff about those chemicals. The thing is, whether you use a plunger or drain cleaner, there’s a risk that you haven’t removed the whole bulk of the clog, as gross as that sounds. Sometimes you can try those DIY methods, only for the clog to come back because in actuality, it was never fully removed in the first place.
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I used to live like there was no tomorrow. Now, I live like there was no yesterday. Let go of past mistakes and do better; “hakuna matata”.
After stepping away from the stage, I spent a few years wishing I had done some things differently…specifically, to my body. But then I realized, what is the point of beating yourself up over things you can’t change? Or remember? As far as I’m aware, apparently, plenty of nights used to involve questionable choices—but hey, I blame it on my youth! Back in those days, my bandmates and I really knew how to party.
I wish I had understood that “health is wealth” in my younger days of rock and roll, but it’s never too late to become the person you want to be. Before you say that I’m full of fertilizer, if a regular old dude like me is choosing kombucha over whiskey, I’m willing to bet that anyone can break old bad habits.
I called up an old bandmate of mine who had patched up a lot of gaps with nutrients from eating plants. “Dude, it’s all in the gut,” he said. I was recommended olive oil for these dishes—real and undiluted. It had to be organic, cold pressed, and extra virgin. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, I was drinking blueberry kale collagen smoothies in the morning, and eating Mediterranean chicken salads for lunch.
I never knew I could enjoy healthy food until I tried Shayna’s Kitchen Italian olive oil. It was like being teleported to an olive grove in Italy, it was everything I was looking for in a high quality olive oil.
If I had used my keen senses wisely back in the day instead of indulging in my vices, who knows what could have been! Maybe a retired rockstar turned rockstar homecook. Virtues and vices alike, it’s all about the source. If your supplier is mixing stuff together, chances are they’re simply trying to make a bigger buck at your expense. A lot of these so-called olive oils on shelves aren’t exactly what their labels say they are.
I guess you could call me an olive oil connoisseur, but here’s the thing—my days of endlessly searching for the next best thing are long gone. I think I’ve already found the best thing out there from a biodynamic organic olive farm, meaning that all parts of the farm, from livestock to crops, all work together and help each other grow and flourish. Olive trees need fertile soil to become rich in polyphenols with antioxidant powers to help your body fight inflammation, which my doctor says too much of wreaks havoc on the body.
I used to wake up with headaches and stomach aches every morning. What could I expect after years of kidney- and self-destruction? It’s never too late to start taking care of your body. Discover olive oil and biodynamic farming at Shayna’s Kitchen.
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