Jumping into conversations already past, re: getting rid of photos of exes. I don't rid of anything that keeps my memories. I'm very aware that someday my memory may disappear and photos will be all that's left of what once happened to me. Anyone who thinks I'm keeping pictures of any ex in a shoebox because I still lurve him/her, doesn't understand me at all and I will say so. Anyone who throws away/deletes anything of mine will find himself single as soon as I find out about it. That's super-controlling behavior and I've had enough of that for one lifetime. I've already gotten rid of (almost) all the sexy pictures of exes, not that there were many, because mostly those are memories I don't want. (Except for the photo of M.L. bare-chested and holding a riding crop with a sultry look on his face, because it's hilarious.) Sometimes I get rid of things an ex has given me, sometimes not, depends on how I feel about the item in question. If I like it for itself, I keep it; if it reminds me painfully of the ex, I Goodwill it.
My folks were also the type to be critical and "concerned" no matter what. Back in my early twenties, I recall I was "getting a little heavy" until I told my mom I'd lost some weight and then her reaction was, "Well, don't lose TOO much." Grr argh. (She's probably mad that I even remember that. Sorry, Mom, but you were kinda nuts sometimes.)
my spicy carrot slaw.
Could you share the recipe for this? I've been hankering for a carrot slaw, oddly enough, to the point where I would actually make it myself. St.W sounds like he likes carrots, all right.
(Someone, tell me where the "X likes carrots" thing came from. I have no clue, and can only guess that it means "X is mighty fine and also quite happy at the moment".)
Vortex and Scrappy's DH, glad you got unscary diagnoses! Vortex, I have been told that drinking lots of water helps by keeping blood volume up. This may be hooey, I dunno. Scrappy, Magellan's sells compression socks for travelers that look like normal socks.
Continuing kitty~ma for Byron. I was frantic when Leo seemed to be ill and the vets couldn't find anything wrong. I fed him the kitty probiotics someone here recommended and he got better. There may or may not be a causal connection there. I did finally figure out that the soft runny stools I was so worried about were caused by me indulgently feeding him too much soft food. I also figured out that his allergy symptoms (runny eyes, itching, head shaking as if his ears were wonky) followed my feeding him salmon. A cat allergic to salmon, I'd never have thought it. As for dry food, both my kitties like "junk food" - if it has corn in it, they like it, and I don't like feeding it to them, so we argue.
Froot loops for dogs.
Possibly more literally than you imagine. A friend whose son is a truck driver told me that some years ago, one of his assignments was to haul "floor sweepings and mistakes" from the local Malt-O-Meal (you know those cheaper bags of sugary cereals) plant to a pet food plant.
As I understand it, "X likes carrots" isn't so much about any characteristics of X, as it is about the enthusiasm of the person in a new relationship burbling happily on about every trivial discovery made about the other person in that new relationship. It's about the
argumentum absurdam
of that happy burbling: "OMG, X is so amazing! I like carrots, he likes carrots too! It's like a sign from on high - we are so meant to be!" It is possible that it sprang from some actual conversation here, but if so, we will need someone with a longer memory than mine to recount it.
ETA: It is the recognition of the burbler that the burbling might become a bit annoying if carried on too long.
Vortex, I have been told that drinking lots of water helps by keeping blood volume up.
this may be true. I got a helpful info sheet that listed things that may exacerbate the symptoms and one of them was dehydration.
Possibly more literally than you imagine. A friend whose son is a truck driver told me that some years ago, one of his assignments was to haul "floor sweepings and mistakes" from the local Malt-O-Meal (you know those cheaper bags of sugary cereals) plant to a pet food plant.
Yep. Plus road kill, vet cadavers, research animals, USDA rejects, etc. If it's solid enough to be scooped off a floor, it goes into commercial pet food.
Ick.
Zenkitty, I don't have smonster's carrot recipe, but I personally love Korean carrot salad, which is a bigtime Russian favorite. I've had it at the local Uzbek restaurant, but haven't made it at home yet. It's fabulously spicy in that vinegar-y way, and the recipe I linked looks relatively easy.
My dad didn't eat hot dogs for years after he'd toured a hot dog plant. (The gritty plant floor, because he was selling them a fire alarm system.) I never wanted to know what he saw.
Oh, I meant to say yesterday, Vortex, how happy I am to hear that you have found out what's the matter, and that it's not all that bad.
Not quite, on the "likes carrots". I think there's an entry on the FAQ, but X like carrots when your friends are having an unrelated conversation (say, about recipes for carrots) and your contribution is to sigh and say that X (object of your affection) like carrots.
Yay for St. Woot's virtues and Vortex's non-scary diagnosis.
Hot dogs and bologna both can be made from some fairly scary things, but not if the ingredients are listed as the meat name. Beef hot dogs, for example, have to be made from cuts of beef you'd recognize. The more appalling ingredients are listed as "byproducts," "variety meat" and "mechanically separated."
My father was known to read the ingredients of competitors' bologna at the dinner table.
