Sixteen people in Europe are dead and hundreds more are being treated for serious bacterial infection, causing worldwide concern for the safety of produce that may have started the sickness.
More than 1,150 patients in Germany and Sweden have reported serious symptoms of E.coli infection, with additional cases arising in France, Denmark, the U.K., the Netherlands, and Switzerland.
The source, officials believe, are cucumbers from Spain. However, the investigation will continue to unravel confusing details about where the offending cucumbers originated and if they were contaminated during transport to other European countries. All of the deaths but one have taken place in Germany.
While the blame seems to currently rest on Spanish cucumbers, vegetable growers there have responded quickly with both outrage and compliance. Some have destroyed outgoing cucumbers, while others have defiantly eaten cucumbers on camera, calling for further investigation before pinpointing vegetables from
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Sixteen people in Europe are dead and hundreds more are being treated for serious bacterial infection, causing worldwide concern for the safety of produce that may have started the sickness.Read More »from Do you worry about E.coli? [video]
Sometimes when I hear my child-free friends go on about how stressed they are, how much they have to do, how worried they are, the first honest thought that comes into my mind is, "Ohhh, you have no idea."Read More »from Were you happier before you had kids?
And other times, when they talk about taking ten-day trips to Italy on a wine-tasting tour or spontaneously seeing a midnight Cold War Kids show on a Tuesday or how they only keep cereal and coffee in their kitchen cabinets or how they love their new $600 clutch purse, I can't help but silently react, "Ohhh, I no longer have any idea."
On this side of parenting a child, primarily on my own and definitely after a night of cleaning up 27 bouts with projectile vomit or spending an hour insisting the child finish chewing that one bite of broccoli, the definition of bliss is skydiving and happy hour that lasts until 3 a.m. and anything spontaneous and spit-up-free.
I look back on the days before my son came into this world in a dreamy manner, remembering how hard I laughed, how hungover
- Jessica Ashley, Senior Editor | Parenting – Thu, May 26, 2011 7:28 PM EDT
I would.Read More »from Would you be proud for your child to wear this t-shirt?
In our family, we support all kinds of families. I feel lucky that my son is growing up in a church where couples are made up of women + men, women + women, and men + men, and that he is in Sunday school with other kids being raised by single parents and adopted from other countries. I love that his vision of a happy home isn't limited to one narrow equation of who should be together or who should raise children. It's normal and healthy to him and I hope that never, ever changes. I really believe that openness has already expanded his world and thinking -- not to mention it's brought many wonderful people into our circle and support system.
I'd be thrilled for my boy -- the one with strict fashion rules that include that the polo can have buttons but they MUST NOT be actually buttoned, that jeans have to be soft not "crunchy", and that all track pants have a pocket requirement -- to pull on a t-shirt that screams "love proudly". It's part of a new gay pride line honoring all
There seems to be a little baby boom among my friends and I love it, not just because of all the delicious baby cheeks begging to be kissed but also because of what it means my women-friends are thinking about. As we all get closer to 40, some of the women I know have questioned whether they will ever have children, others have questioned whether they should have more. While some women I know are very set and happy with the families they have (whether those include kids or partners or friends), there's definitely some scrambling going on to have babies.Read More »from Do you have as many children as you dreamed of?
I don't judge -- I'm one of those women debating whether or not I should another child. I am considering how and when to have a baby in part because I don't have that "complete" feeling yet about my family and in part because I always dreamed of having a raucous, happy house full of kids.
You might not guess that now if you were inside the home I now share with my 6-year-old son. We have dance parties and laugh uncontrollably
Last week, the buzz among Shine Facebook friends was the backside. Surprisingly, we weren't even discussing Pippa Middleton's royal rear (pause to make the shocked face that her derriere has its own Facebook fan page with gazillions...yes, GAZILLIONS...of followers).Read More »from Facebook Fridays: Sometimes we get scared
This week, we've somehow veered away from the cakes conversation to comment on all the things that clearly scare us. Who knew the world (and fashion magazines and your underwear drawer and The Arnold) could be so frightening.
Here's the best, worst, and spookiest things you told Shine on Facebook this week.
We asked: Is Ronald McDonald so creepy he should get fired?
Oh, dear God. Then let's get rid of Smokey Bear (ever seen a REAL bear? they're not very friendly). OH, and that Red Robin is very scary! That beak could possibly hurt you! I'm just shocked and amazed that my generation ever grew up without being psychologically damaged by Ronald, Cap'n Crunch, the talking clown at Jack-In-The-Box drive-ins (now you
- Jessica Ashley, Senior Editor | Work + Money – Fri, May 20, 2011 7:38 PM EDT
When Psychology Today blogger and author Satoshi Kanazawa wrote recently that, based on his assessment of research data, Black women are less attractive than non-Black women, there was (no surprise) an explosive responsive.Read More »from We want to know: What makes you (yes, YOU) beautiful? [video]
His post has since been taken down from Psychology Today and several bloggers, many readers, and scores of people on sites elsewhere have refuted his claims. Fellow PT blogger Nathan Heflick does a great job of encapsulating the criticisms psychologists have of Kanazawa, his process, and his conclusion. While Heflick says we do need to publish controversial data, he also asserts that Kanazawa has overgeneralized (and that it's not the first time for the evolutionary psychologist), did not take into consideration how individual and cultural perspectives skew how women are viewed and, point blank, has misused science.
There's a lot to this story. And there is certainly a lot more conversation to be had about Kanazawa's conclusion, the research he assessed, and even
Six years and 3,758 repetitions of "You Are My Sunshine" in, I assumed that every mother I know was singing to her child or did when they were still being diapered, rocked, and placed in the crib with ninja-like precision. Perhaps it was clingy stereotypes or the fact that I only heard my son's father squeaky out a few lines of "Su-su-sudio" over and over that didn't stir up that same assumption about dads. Even so, I was surprised to hear during playgroup that most of the parents there didn't sing to their kids, before bed or even when nothing else seems to soothe a cranky baby.Read More »from Why aren't you singing to your baby?
Were they waiting for the day when their toddlers could sing along with them? Or maybe they were uncomfortable singing aloud? Or don't know the words to lullabies and kiddie tunes? Perhaps they'd been judged for being a bit pitchy in their pre-parenting days?
Although these explanations are all understandable and pretty common, say musicians Marcy Marxer and Cathy Fink, sharing music with your children is a
Out with a group of moms last weekend, we talked about the errands we wanted to accomplish before the big machine of the week started again -- grocery store, pharmacy, maybe Marshall's, a quick trip to Old Navy for kid's shorts, possibly the home place for gardening supplies. As each of them reeled off the places they'd be hauling kids and partners to in between soccer games and stopping off for hot dogs, I realized it had been a really long time since I'd shopped in a real, live, brick-and-mortar store.Read More »from Do you use Groupon and other daily deal sites?
Nearly all of my errands are done on my computer. I have groceries delivered, I buy toiletries and make-up online, and I have no shame in ordering several sizes of clothing just so I can try them on in my own bedroom. I justify shipping and handling costs because I would always gladly pay anyone $6 while I'm in line at the grocery store just to get all those bags up several flights of stairs into my apartment. And as a single mom, I feel like I'm being efficient with my own time and
At first viewing of the infomercial too early one ordinary Saturday morning, you promised yourself there was absolutely no way you'd shell out $20 for yet another stuffed animal, even if it can unfold to be a flat woobie for your kid. And then, after much pleading, Santa delivered seven Pillow Pets to your house.
It's time to protect that investment -- or at least attempt to clean off some of that blue yogurt and unidentifiable stuff caked up by the floppy beak. Here are the simple steps to cleaning a Pillow Pet without ruining it, maiming it, and maybe even while keeping your sense of humor about how picky these babies can be.
What tips do you have for keeping Pillow Pets reasonably clean?
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Remember when we thought Apple was an outlandish name? How far we've come in such a short, short time.Read More »from Kids named after Facebook: Like or unlike?
Although there was some sweetness and triumph in the Egyptian family who named their daughter Facebook to honor the role the social network played in the protests and political uprising in their country, it certainly must have sent a shudder to grandmothers-to-be worldwide who feared their kids would birth babies with tech-inspired names.
I have friends who have faced the wrath of the grandparents simply for not choosing family names for their newborns. I know others whose parents have completely refused to ever say their grandchildren's ridiculous unique names aloud, artfully making "little pumpkin" or "sweetheart" stretch for ten or more years. Can you imagine the grandparent gasket-blowing that happened when someone -- a real, live someone -- had "Google" typed on their birth certificate? Or when a teensy human had "2.0" tacked on to his surname? That's just asking for even more