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  • Originally posted by ssn679doc View Post
    Don't forget to salt them well, and wrap them in bacon.....
    Too right, you need some meat with your meal....

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    • Originally posted by ssn679doc View Post
      Don't forget to salt them well, and wrap them in bacon.....
      Originally posted by Dhansakdave View Post
      Too right, you need some meat with your meal....
      In that vein, when my Second heard about my class discussion during the car ride home, because it absolutely cracked the class up (no vegans in my class) she looked up and said something very close to... "Nah. Waste of time. Vegans are too stringy - no meat on their bones."

      Am I raising Primal kids or what?
      (Although I did counsel/remind them to not judge people solely on the basis of diet, as Second herself is a special-diets kid.)
      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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      • Originally posted by Crabbcakes View Post
        In that vein, when my Second heard about my class discussion during the car ride home, because it absolutely cracked the class up (no vegans in my class) she looked up and said something very close to... "Nah. Waste of time. Vegans are too stringy - no meat on their bones."

        Am I raising Primal kids or what?
        (Although I did counsel/remind them to not judge people solely on the basis of diet, as Second herself is a special-diets kid.)
        It isn't the diet I mock.... it's the mindless zealous following of a cult practice that I mock....

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        • I wasn't mocking either, I thought no2's comment was on the ball, it made me chuckle a tad, there probably about, but you don't see many Bluto type vegans kicking about....

          And yes!

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          • Though I generally make some quiet excuse and leave when children are around, I do like the idea of paleo kidlets. A word of caution: don't get too friendly or name your vegan something cute if you intend to eat it. As mentioned above, Mr. Fricassee is lovely. And I think low and slow would be the way to cook it for optimal flavor.

            Tonight's special: Gluten free vegan fried in lard over a gluten free waffle. It's a Southern thing.
            "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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            • New co-worker is vegan. I try not to judge.


              (Eta... and obvs small boy is awesome, even if he does frequently smell of wee)
              I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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              • So. Third had her annual handicapped horse show thing on Saturday and... SHE WON A FIRST PLACE TROPHY IN ONE OF HER EVENTS! Woohoo!

                Hubby and First and Second are now in Missoula MT, and I really wish I could be there. As a treat, while they are gone, hubby sent me a camping cot to test. Santa's Big Brown Truck delivered it Friday. My delivery guy drives well - I had company, and I didn't know this thing was coming, so the parking lot was full when his big 'ole truck comes down our 650' drive, which has no turn-around, and the space we use to K-turn in close to the house and garage is currently still occupied by my monster tent, so the dude threw it in reverse and made it backwards safely, around the bend, no hitting trees or nothing. I would have probably taken out the generator, halfway up the drive, had it been me. Anyway, the oldest kids are truly enjoying the mountains and western landscape, so that is good. Up for today - Glacier Natl. Park. Sigh - me envious.

                Tent performance after two consecutive drenching days of rain this week - absolutely, perfectly, bone dry inside. The thing is a keeper!

                I called Third's school today to ask them to remove us from the automated phone notice list. Well - here we go, going it alone, for Third's school year. Next up - finding a way to replace her participation on her school-sponsored Special Olympics bowling team.

                And that is 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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                • Originally posted by Crabbcakes View Post
                  SHE WON A FIRST PLACE TROPHY IN ONE OF HER EVENTS! Woohoo!
                  WOOT! WOOT! Congrats to Third

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                  • Yeah Third!

                    Sounds like First and Second are having a wonderful trip.

                    I have faith that you and Third will do really well this year. I'm sure you'll find a way to replace the bowling team. I wouldn't be surprised if you both find this arrangement more to your liking.

                    DS is taking a history class at the Community College, it starts tomorrow. If it turns out he doesn't care for it there's still time for him to sign up for it at his school since they don't start until Sept 2. I think it might be a bit of a stretch for him, but we'll see.

                    You got yourself a serious upgrade on your tent, and a cot to boot, practically luxury camping!
                    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 canio6 View Post
                      WOOT! WOOT! Congrats to Third
                      Thank you, thank you, from both of us!

                      We all, Third included, were so taken by surprise - you see, Third has been doing the horse competition ever since she started doing riding at this facility, about eight years; in her first competition, as a weeny thing, she got ribbons down near the last places (three events allowed to ride in, max - the show has a whole list of competitive events that take into consideration the least able to the most able riders at the facility, and you choose the three most appropriate for your kid). In her second competition, she got two first places and a second place. And then she developed a long streak of what I dub "Last Place Specialist" - we have a treasure trove of ribbons in all sorts of weird sherbet colors denoting eighth place and such (because everybody gets a ribbon). Until this Saturday. All the moms who know her actually jumped and cheered, just because we sooooo weren't expecting it!

                      Anyway, thanks canio!
                      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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                      • So. I am in a talky mood. I should be outside or something, but I am not. Third is still sleeping - I think the teenage sleeping sickness hit her a year earlier than her older sisters hit it; and Fourth developed a sore throat last night and hasn't come down out of her bird nest (what we call her upper bunk - she has it so padded and walled around with stuffed animals and blankets that it really does feel up there and protected) yet. My besties are all at work. Hubby and the older two are on their way back to Boise today to catch a return flight tomorrow.

                        Gossip: I just saw the pics, courtesy of msn, of Miley Cyrus' bracelet-decorated bong. Yuck. I actually banned her music from the house a while ago on the strength of her performing persona alone. The oddball Justin Bieber tshirts we had inherited from extended family also went back then. While I sincerely hope Bieber finds his way back to more stable, cleaner living, in his search for manhood, I hold no hope for Cyrus. It is one thing to scandalize folks and the status quo in service of a higher ideal, but another entirely to just be trashy.

                        Ferguson MO. My aunt used to live there. She moved ages ago to the MO countryside, after remarrying, to her husband's farm. I am angry with those fewer individuals amongst the protesters who think looting and shooting is somehow acceptable and going to further anybody's cause. I live in a racist county - the people here might be willing to rethink stuff occasionally, but when the store burning starts, they just get all reconfirmed in their beliefs. I don't care if you are purple with pink polka dots - looting stores that had no part in these events is simple hooliganism. Sigh. At least the Family Crabbcakes attends an integrated church of sorts - my kids are finding it much harder to pick up racist beliefs than the locally-isolated youth. At our church, we have wealthy and poor; black, white and more; straight, gay and trans; Christian, Buddhist, Pagan, Atheist; young and old; charter-schooled, public schooled, and homeschooled... It is possible to actually live together - we do it in microcosm.

                        I am reading a book: "Free Range Kids" by Lenore Skenazy. I had heard, even at this unplugged homestead, about her insane theories, so I did what any intelligent person ought to do - get the book and find out for myself what the hubbub is about. My take - she isn't a kook and she is not a neglectful mother. I disagree with her in the fine details and with a lot of the tone of the book, but in the main, she is right. Now, the Tiger Mom is very close to pathological in my estimation, and her kids are becoming the young ladies they are in spite of her, not because of her. I am also reading "The Brainy Bunch" by Kip and Mona Lisa Harding - now THIS title is worth its money!

                        Bathing suits. Third is getting a new swimsuit. The new thing is, I am putting her in a "modest swimsuit". She currently has the body of a lithe runway goddess, but with her motor disability, she moves in ways unusual enough that it catches the attention. Couple that with a total innocence due to her cognitive understanding, and this mama is covering her girl up! She had a visit from her friend a few weeks ago, here at the house for a dip in the pool, who is also similarly disabled, and was robed in a typical Target/Walmart style swimsuit. This young lady was popping out of her suit every three minutes - wardrobe malfunction isn't the phrase, as it is too tame for what went on here! The mom, my friend, didn't bring an inappropriate suit and she definitely isn't a show-off kind of parent either. I had planned on putting Third in a modest suit, but this swim fest just informed me that NOW is the time! For those of you who might need or want such a thing: modest-swimsuits
                        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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                        • Slug-fest here at Crabbcakes Manor... as in, I am moving about as fast as one. Second is making dinner, really. It's nice when your kid has chef aspirations . So here I lay, becoming one with my fugly yet awesome couch. Went to the big city to see my dentist for a cleaning, then to Galwreens to try to find a lotion with fruit acids to help with Third's keratosis pilaris, and then found a perfect gluten-free cafe that I have been hearing about from the special diet acquaintances. And now I am home. Pic - these are two of my fuzzy boys, taken a couple of days ago.

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                          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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                          • Those 2 are adorable!

                            I thoroughly enjoy cooking but it sure would be nice every now and then if some one else wanted to try their hand at it. Hubby sometimes makes me breakfast, which I so enjoy. I'm not that in to cooking in the morning.
                            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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                            • The cats are all growed up! Very cute.

                              I like a modest bathing suit at this stage of my life, though I am tempted sometimes to get a kiddie inflatable pool and sit out there in all my senior glory in a bikini, drinking beers. Just to freak out the neighbors. IRL, I'm pretty conservative in dress. I may wear shorter skirts than I should at my age, but my legs will have tights on. And I vowed when I was very young never to go into the city in shorts, and I haven't/don't. There is nothing really sexy (though it may be titillating), about having uncontrolled body parts flopping about willy nilly.
                              "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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                              • Originally posted by JoanieL View Post
                                The cats are all growed up! Very cute.

                                I like a modest bathing suit at this stage of my life, though I am tempted sometimes to get a kiddie inflatable pool and sit out there in all my senior glory in a bikini, drinking beers. Just to freak out the neighbors. IRL, I'm pretty conservative in dress. I may wear shorter skirts than I should at my age, but my legs will have tights on. And I vowed when I was very young never to go into the city in shorts, and I haven't/don't. There is nothing really sexy (though it may be titillating), about having uncontrolled body parts flopping about willy nilly.
                                unless of course willy-nilly blows air up your skirt...

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