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  • It's always special when you show up Crabby! Love the idea of rabbit stew for Easter.
    "Right is right, even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it." - St. Augustine

    B*tch-lite

    Who says back fat is a bad thing? Maybe on a hairy guy at the beach, but not on a crab.

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    • So, here I sit at the Toyota dealership, getting regular service on the babymobile, stealing their wifi because home internet still stinks. Hubby did some voodoo on it in cahoots with our ISP, something with the modem, and it is weensy bit improved, but not enough for me to write in my journal using the connection at home.

      Easter dinner will be ham and a whole stuffed cabbage head. Fourth wants ham, First wanted cabbage - seriously. I want carrot soup, Second wants cole slaw, which is funny as hell as it was me on the mandoline, slicing cabbage for coleslaw when I added my fingertip to the shredded veg and Second was the one who fished it out before anybody else could find it in there. Second is made of sterner stuff, obviously. Warm bacon-studded German potato salad rounds out the meal. I most likely will add a bowl of salad greens with vinaigrette. G/F carrot cake for dessert.

      I made a meal out of Butterfinger bars the other day and was rewarded for my stellar meal choice with the runs and a stomach ache and a pounding sugar headache. So, now I am back, again, in the grip of trying to break a sugar addiction. I got a pound of beef liver out of the fridge and I will begin by feeding the old bod some concentrated nutrition. Sigh. Liver - yum. Avoiding those sugar kicks - yuck.

      Hope all of you are well.
      Last edited by Crabbcakes; 04-17-2014, 02:24 PM.
      I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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      • Hi hi Crabbyone! I find that much protein gets me out of sugar binges when I indulge. Liver will surely work. Chuckling at Second fishing out your fingertip. If you don't have enough for everyone...
        "Right is right, even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it." - St. Augustine

        B*tch-lite

        Who says back fat is a bad thing? Maybe on a hairy guy at the beach, but not on a crab.

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        • Did you get your Kevlar glove? No making coleslaw without it! Your meal sounds yummy! We are doing Easter dinner at the SIL's on Saturday and I am bringing Paleo carrot cake muffins. Easter at my house is rack of lamb with asparagus with homemade hollandaise sauce.

          I hope your finger grew back. I have heard they grow back once a blue moon and we had that red moon the other day so I thought maybe? At least, I hope it healed well!

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          • Originally posted by Crabbcakes View Post
            Second is made of sterner stuff
            CC - I have got to say - having met all your beautiful family........ yes I think that second struck me as being made of sterner stuff. This was after a five minute meeting - mind, so I am not an expert.
            First was definately made of serious stuff - which is often the case with first borns, but a delightful first - who I am sure will always look out for her siblings !!!!
            Third was just cute, and that smile- OMG just adorable.
            Fourth - well we all love the baby of the family - it would have to be THE best fun-est position, and I think that fourth fills this role well..........
            ......................one must remember of course that I have only met first, second, third and fourth for a very short window - but I have to say that I fell in love with you all !!!!!!!!!!!!

            and I am hoping that the fingertip is recovering well !!!!!

            PS - please pass on a huge hug to all of the crabbies from us over here in the big Nouvelle zealande.
            PSS - please pass onto the girls that youngest has nearly finished her commercial pilot theory !.....and she went flatting on her very own - yesterday !!!!!!! huge lessons are about to be learned !!!!!!!
            G x
            "never let the truth get in the way of a good story "

            ...small steps....

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            • Originally posted by vh67 View Post
              Did you get your Kevlar glove? No making coleslaw without it! Your meal sounds yummy! We are doing Easter dinner at the SIL's on Saturday and I am bringing Paleo carrot cake muffins. Easter at my house is rack of lamb with asparagus with homemade hollandaise sauce.

              I hope your finger grew back. I have heard they grow back once a blue moon and we had that red moon the other day so I thought maybe? At least, I hope it healed well!
              Nope, no kevlar glove yet - I shredded cabbage entirely with the Cuisinart on the 1mm blade. I get butterflies in the tummy right now when I face the mandoline, so I won't use it again until I actually do have the glove. Rack of lamb - mmmmmmmm!!! Your wishes are working - the finger is looking better by the day.
              I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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              • Gwamma - we miss you and your daughter. She is a doll! Half a world away, we are - sigh. That is too far. Your NZ wood trivet has pride of place in our kitchen, and we use it nearly daily, and we always think of you, too. So cool the way that was carved to nest together and separate.

                Yup, the kids grow up, don't they? First is now taller than I am! My German cousin's husband is a commercial copilot for Lufthansa, and he goes everywhere, and loves his job. Congrats to your daughter for nearly being finished!! Happy Easter, Gwamma!
                I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                • Happy Easter to the Crabbcakes family from the badgers.
                  I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                  • Happy Easter to all at Crabb Manor!
                    Life is death. We all take turns. It's sacred to eat during our turn and be eaten when our turn is over. RichMahogany.

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                    • Originally posted by badgergirl View Post
                      Happy Easter to the Crabbcakes family from the badgers.
                      Originally posted by Urban Forager View Post
                      Happy Easter to all at Crabb Manor!
                      Thank you!! Hope you both had a peaceful and fun Easter!

                      Ours was quiet. Second had to go to statcare - she got sick and had a sore throat to the point that it made her cry, so we thought it might be a good idea to get that checked. Of course, that had to happen Friday, after normal office hours, so statcare it was. Nope, no strep, just a painful sore throat. Do actually told hubby and Second (hubby took her) that onion, jalapeno, and garlic were good for such an ailment, and to eat them as raw as possible. Lordy, will wonders never cease - a holistic suggestion from a doc in this country. Huh. But then, most of the doctors we see at our local statcare are not homegrown - they are transplants to this country from abroad, and I guess it doesn't scare them much to make such suggestions. From what I have heard, there is a serious dearth of doctors in rural, poor areas such as mine and the foreign-born docs from developing countries are picking up the slack, as the white American docs want to work in population centers where they make more money. From my 9 years experience here in Appalachia, it seems to be a true statement. Never been steered wrong so far, so the quality seems to be there. Well, only once, but that was our regular pediatrician, and he sent us on to a specialist as soon as his diagnosis proved wrong, so no ego there, which is all I can ask, really.

                      My folks basically invited themselves over - they called to tell us they were on the way when they were just over an hour away - they live three hours' car ride from us otherwise. My father came bearing gifts - a huge gift bag of various candies for each kid. Plus fifteen large boxes of Junior Mints. Fifteen more boxes of Dots. He actually got it into his head that Second is a dairy-allergic celiac, and brought Second only dairy-free candy and a separate bag of GF/DF cake mixes (and one jar of organic coconut oil!! That must have been my mother's influence.) so that was nice, but I am having to do damage control with Third... she is a non-dairy SCD diet kid (since 2006) so no sugar at all, and her stuff is loaded with milk and corn syrup both. Peeps, Snickers bars, Cadbury creme eggs. It took years before he took us seriously about Second's dietary needs and I guess it will take years more before he wraps his head around Third's. She has agreed to trade the entire shebang for two Schleich horse figures of her choice from the toy store. Good thing I had a bag of stuff from the health food store, appropriate to her diet, all ready for a treat hunt, already purchased and prepared - she has been eating that instead. Ginger chews, 100% fruit leather, dark chocolate, organic suckers.

                      Weather is finally better! Hooray! We have a new fridge picked out - plain-Jane freezer on top, one-door (not side by side doors), no electronic front control panel, fridge. Maytag. Third would only play with a control panel (I won't even tempt her in that way) and we don't want to spend the equivalent of three months' mortgage on a cool box. We put wide pans in a fridge often enough, and those side-by-sides have weensy shelves compared to a full-door fridge - not enough room to accomodate wide pans. Home Depot categorically does not deliver to my home county, so Lowe's it is - they do deliver.

                      We discovered that brown eggs color just as well as white ones, and we like the colors even better - the come put a very pleasant, gentler hue, still pink and red and blue and green and all - just old-timey, and it pleased us immensely this year. And the yellow and orange, at double-strength dye though, were lovely!

                      I got through Easter eating not a single regular candy bar - I ate dark chocolate exclusively! Several days of no factory sugar, and I am back down one jeans size already - I swell when the diet is bad.

                      Wednesday is concert time!! Blue Man Group! Front row!!! Bring the messes on!!!!

                      And I need your advice - I would normally never use bath oil, but I feel the dire need to sit in a hot tub and scrub and soak in bath oil, but I don't know what to use... Suggestions must be "clean" - I do have sensitive skin, honest. I know I could just slather on something after the bath, but my skin is alligator right now, and an oil bath would be so welcome after months and months of showers.

                      Keep well!
                      I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                      • Just got back from Blue Man Group, front row center, and we got loot! Fourth got the painting they made onstage from the paint splatters on the drumheads, First got to be a part of the show, Second got beaned with a marshmallow from stage, we got blue paint fingerprints in our programs, and photos with the men. First was so excited afterwards she started to cry (she doesn't have many big shows like this under her belt yet). Super evening!

                        I dragged everybody outside yday for herb garden work, we were out there for a few hours, and it was good working outdoors. Third has a school dance tomorrow and First and Second have a homeschool group informal spring dance evening on Friday (Fourth is too young to attend). Some books are on the way via Amazon: two Regency romances for me, a history of sentence diagramming, three math titles, and three titles on writing poetry. I bought a tarot based on William Blake, and now Second is reading some Frost, which is good, as she is decently poetry-averse. I found a good, relatively safe oven rack cleaner, and went at it; the racks and I are both happier for it. I also found a new-to-me Bible translation that I really like - the New English Bible. Wowzer, that one reads well! (I collect different English-language versions - I like reading them side-by-side when I do any Bible reading.)

                        I took a bath, which sounds funny to read, but I had forgotten how absolutely wonderful a hot soak could be, as opposed to a utilitarian shower - and got a good look at how far I let myself go this winter... I am back to starting condition, circa 2012, with the exception of acquired Primal knowledge. Sigh. It really was a tough winter for me. Nothing doing but to get back in the saddle now.

                        So, all in all, just daily life. Hope you all are well!
                        I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                        • Did you end up using oil in your bath? I would probably add coconut oil or almond oil, olive oil would work too. I like to add essential oils to my bath too, usually lavender or rose.

                          You guys totally scored at the concert! What fun!

                          I too love the old fashioned look brown eggs get when you dye them. We didn't dye any this year, I'm the only one who eats hard boiled eggs and since we don't celebrate Easter we skipped the egg dying ritual. I do miss parts of Easter celebrations, the treats for little kids can be so precious. We were never big into the mass produced sweets like little peeps (yucky!) but I liked to search out special high quality treats some of them were very good and usually so darling.
                          Life is death. We all take turns. It's sacred to eat during our turn and be eaten when our turn is over. RichMahogany.

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                          • Forager - no, I didn't. I thought of bringing in coconut oil, but then I got worried that it would somehow clog the pipes as it cooled when I drained the bath. Then I thought of MCT oil, as I have some, but didn't do that either. I ended up using a "bath bomb" from Lush, which is a baseball-sized bomby-looking thing of water softeners and scent. If you have experience dripping oils directly into the bath, I would dearly love to hear how you do it!!
                            I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                            • I do various essential oils, depending on what we have in the house...but even olive oil would do the trick.
                              I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                              • I am cranky tonight. Not the hormonal, on-the-rag kind of cranky, but the kind where I think I am getting old and crotchety. Reason: pipelines and fracking. It has been a couple of years now since the fracking thing hit my county and I hate it. When I moved here 9 years ago, this place was almost an Appalachian Brigadoon. Where before all you would see as you drove around were rolling hills dotted with cornfields, stands of trees, and hay - now there is literally not a road you can travel that hasn't been crisscrossed by pipelines with the beautiful sight of a fracking pad tucked into every other corner. And it is making me cranky.

                                Hotels are going up in the county seat - oilfield types needing a bed, you know. Fire-retardant clothing sellers have sprouted like mushrooms, along with people graveling over land to make parking spots out of fields for all those pickup trucks of the oilfield guys. Suppliers of various equipment for oilfield needs, like powerful mobile lights - more land graveled over. Plans have already been applied to the State of Ohio for an electric power plant to be built not far from Third's school, and in this week's news, some kind of trunk line to connect all that to AEP (power company in these parts). And let's not forget the compressor stations going in - cannot wait until those things get up and running and shake the hell out of the ground 24/7. Ugh.

                                If I had wanted to live in an oilfield, I could easily have done so. I want my old, quiet, dark-sky county back. And hubby makes it worse - patronizing comments about light switches and modern electrical appliances in this house. And the endless capitalist schtick - I swear to God, even though I shouldn't do so, if I hear one more comment about jobs and royalties and "what the market will bear" and the like, I just might borrow a library copy of something ideologically incompatible and threaten to either hit him with it or read it aloud daily during dinner!

                                Anyway, back to the old and crotchety part - I hate lots of things at present: Walmart. McMansions. Strip malls. Nail salons (okay, that is left over from NJ - how many nail salons does it take to service all the fake nails in the Garden State?! Evidently, we need at least one every 2 miles because an unadorned nail is a real emergency, right?!). Factory eggs. The hooker-style clothing at most clothing sellers aimed at girls; Hell, anything that self-identifies as female, really. "Music" with nasty lyrics. Commercialization of everything. China plastic junk. Infotainment passed off as news and also the people who cannot tell the difference. People who refuse to compost and/or recycle. Whaling - unless you are sitting in a sealskin boat with a handheld harpoon and are a card-carrying Inuit. Religious zealots. The town dump and landfills. Porn (will never budge on that one). Professional sports (should stop at the amateur level). The Tiger Mom. Justin Bieber. Putin (long before Ukraine popped up in current events). Casinos. Cockfights. Cage fights. Tar sands development. Food waste - mostly the institutional kind from groceries, restaurants and the like. Our current tax code. Parents who really should have never become parents. People who build million-dollar houses 10 feet from the beach and then cry to the government about it when a stiff storm swallows their house whole. Lying, cheating, embezzling public servants. Insurance companies! And on and on...

                                Tomorrow I will mix some mighty greens powder into some veggie juice and hope that takes the edge off. Time to move, perhaps. Too bad that hubby seems to have found his spot, right here. Dunno what I am going to do now that it is fast becoming my not-spot. I think I see a lot of travel in my long-term future. At this moment, WWOOFing it on some Austrian alpine slope in an herb garden sounds just about right. Sleep tight, y'all.
                                I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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