(I know there are some people who need a keto diet because it was actually recommended by their doctor, like to prevent seizures, and for them, okay, avoid the giant apple if you have to.)

And again, not actually that hard. Don't buy the Fuji apples as big as your head. Anytime I buy a (pre-packed) bag of apples, they're generally on the small-to-medium side. Stores have ever so many varieties!

There's nothing quite like spending all day taking care of a toddler only to have her slap you across the face when you're trying to put her in her pjs and then tell you that you don't deserve a hug.

Oh dear, you totally deserve hugs.

Oh dear, virtual hugs and massive margaritas (or virtual booze of your choice) coming at you, sj. 'Cuz you more than deserve them.

It's funny that irked me so much, because I've lost a lot of my passion for the Disability Name Game, in favor of "Oh, God, let's just pick one." But people have a way of reminding you how these debates get started in the first place.

Yep. I've been getting into several of those on Twitter lately. I'm mostly on the side of "Abled people need to stop telling disabled people what words to use when talking about disability." Because that seems like something that should be obvious, but it appears that it really isn't.

Also, I am having the most frustrating email thread with my mother and aunt. We all did the DNA testing on ancestry.com (which, big surprise, told us that we're 100% European Jewish), and then I downloaded my data and uploaded it to GEDMatch, which is basically a site for statistics and biology geeks to play around with DNA data. I made a couple cool discoveries with it (like, I was able to isolate a portion of my X chromosome that I can say for certain I inherited from my maternal grandfather, and my sister inherited that same segment from our maternal grandmother), and I told my family about them. My mother and aunt want me to add their DNA to GEDMatch, too. Which, cool -- that'll give me more data to play with! But, anyway, in order for me to do that, they need to give me access to their information on ancestry.com, so that I can download it. This has now been five days of "Can you put my DNA on that website?" "Sure -- you just need to give me access on Ancestry first." "How do I do that?" "[instructions]" ... "Can you put my DNA on that website?" "You didn't give me access on Ancestry yet." "Oh. How do I do that?" I replied to one of my mother's emails with, "Ask Dad to help you give me access," since I know that he knows how to do it, but after five days of this, I still do not have access to either of their files, and they're still asking me if I can upload their data.

By the way, giving me access involves the very complicated procedure of: log in. Click "settings." Scroll down to the bottom of the page. There's a list of names there. Next to my name, click the arrow, and then click "manager."

Have I mentioned that my mother programmed computers that went to the moon? Because she did. She programmed computers that went to the moon. She just can't figure out how to click some buttons on a website.

Oy. My aunt emailed me to say that she'd given me access to her info. I checked ancestry.com. Where I used to be able to see her information but not download the raw DNA file, I now can't even see her information.

So close.

Thanks, I know she's just tired, and she is happily sleeping now. But it was a long day, and I'm exhausted.

Keto-for-seizures is always under doctor supervision and apples would not be involved, no matter how small. It really resembles keto-for-other-stuff not much at all. (Most people I know who do keto aren't, for example, actually constantly testing to make sure they are in true ketosis and are eating far more protein.)

My cousin-in-law's late daughter was on it. Also tube fed, poor wee thing.

I do have one friend doing keto for seizures, and it is under doctor supervision. Her intake is super restricted, but it works very well to prevent seizures.

But the friend who's worried about large apples is most definitely not doing for any reason other than she saw Friend #1 losing weight and decided she wanted to do it, too. Which is fine, she can do whatever she wants. But then I still roll my eyes over the concern trolling about the size of an apple, because it's not going to hurt her to eat a damn apple.

But, you know, if she's avoiding apples, it means more for me.