Friday, November 5, 2010

Multivitamins

I don't take multivitamins, or any vitamins.  I hate them and I figure, if I eat a fairly well rounded diet, why do I need to take some pill.  My local supermarket sells oranges, asparagus, and strawberries year round, and I often thwart the eat local people and buy strawberries in November, or oranges in June, so I was fairly certain that I wouldn't get any strange vitamin deficiency disease.  Plus I was pretty sure that throwing extra stuff in your body that doesn't come from food is, in fact, not good for you.  This hasn't stopped my mother and mother in law from trying to get me to take them, like some street corner Centrum pushers.  My mother in law took to leaving them by my plate at breakfast when we visited, where I would studiously ignore them.  In one memorable instance my mother and I had a physical altercation in a hotel room in Paris, where she tried to shove a multivitamin into my mouth while I kept my mouth firmly closed and tried to spit on her (jet lag and being up for 36 hours straight also played a part in that scene).  Anyway, I am happy to report that I won!  I was right! Multivitamins are not good for you and are in fact BAD for you!

I was looking on line and  ran across this little nugget:

Time to kick the multivitamin habit, studies suggest, Daily supplements don't help prevent disease and may actually cause some harm.  http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/39616169

They are now finding that multivitamins do NOTHING for you and actually increase your risk of certain types of cancer.  So for all the times I have had to sit there listening to a lecture on how I should take a multivitamin, I post this as my first daily injustice.  

Who am I? Why am I here?

Things happen to me.  All the time.  Little things, big things, but often irksome things.  I am not sure if more things happen to me, or they bother me more than they would bother other people, but, on a pretty much daily basis, something happens that annoys me.  I'm not afraid to share these little parts of my day with my husband, or friends, or random people who find themselves next to me on an elevator.  My husband has taken to calling them my daily injustice.  He has also urged me to start a blog called The Daily Injustice and was nice enough to set up this site for me.  Does he really think I have something to say, or just hoping that I can scream my issues into the ethernet and buy himself some free time?  Who knows, he is an enigma.  So here we go, what will today bring?