Friday Random Mess

A friend just dropped this on me. It do be like that sometimes. Send memes, frens. I’m sad:

But I did abandon social media. Update on that is here. 

I’ve blogged about Christian Parenting and the way Satan whispers in our ears to discourage us this week.

And I posted a Versatile Carnivore Bread recipe that I like pretty well. I don’t use a lot of carb substitute foods. This “bread” happens maybe once a month. I have noticed that people who rely on these kinds of recipes to replicate their old way of eating, instead of just frying up a steak and eggs once a day (my preference) remain chubby. Hopefully, they’re still making progress. There’s something about the form of the food that causes overeating, I reckon, so I use this stuff very carefully.

And I’m fundraising. I have 24 hours to raise the funds I need, or I’m going to end up getting up super-early on Sunday and driving a few hours before running a couple more. I’d really rather not, so if you feel inclined to help out, give to my gofundme!

Now, the interesting stuff on the web this week. KD has a post explaining how politicians and the sick-care industry are exploiting us all, criminally, all the time. We do just put up with it. That aura of saintliness that we confer on the white coat in this country has got to go. They’re literally killing us, and taking all of our wealth as we go. People need to hang for this:

Spending on all of these things has skyrocketed, and insurance of course reflects COST, but the number of deaths FROM THESE CONDITIONS has stayed statistically the same or in many cases even increased — and not a little either!  In some cases the number of deaths has gone vertical, such as diabetes — in 2010 Type 2 Diabetes was listed as the underlying cause on 69,000 death certificates and that skyrocketed to over 95,000 according to the CDC in 2023.  Likewise for coronary heart disease despite statins and other aggressive acts such as wildly lowering blood pressure standards, demanding ever more people take medication and wildly increasing stent use the number of deaths went from 568,000 in 2010 to a stunning 919,000 in 2023.  For other conditions, including for many cancers such as colorectal or prostate, while AAMR has claimed to be down a lot the actual number of deaths is either stable or up.

Like Karl Denninger, I healed myself of a host of health problems that doctors had no answer for by going low-carb. It breaks my heart to see how sick the people around me are, getting sicker all the time, and then hear the doctors’ “solutions”. If you want to try to live well, without potions, pills, and surgeries, give Revero a try. These doctors want to see you get better.

I’m also available for coaching! A lot of people can skip the doctor. Get in touch in the comments or by email (cindy at getalonghome dot com) and we’ll set something up!

My son and I were getting all excited that Arby’s was introducing steak bites. Just smoked meat? That was how the advertisement made it sound. Well, somebody found the ingredients list. Never mind. Sigh.

Nobody’s going to mind this: IRS Furloughs Nearly Half of Workers

A Charlotte Mason style education includes handicrafts, real items for children to make. We’ve done basket-weaving, sewing, crochet, and various little wood projects in the past. I really need to cycle back through some of that for our younger students!

Our handicraft for the next few weeks is weaving on a loom, so we bought a little Olikraft loom to play with. This video will get you started if you’re interested.

Uhoh. It looks like I forgot to save very many links this week! I did find a really nerdy blog on drum notation, but I get the feeling the dude is a gamma and it would be like inviting a vampire into the house. Suffice it to say that I now know more about notating a drum roll than I ever knew before!

How can I have a random mess without links? I need help with this internet stuff. Everything has been IRL for me this week. If you’ve posted anything this week you’d like to draw attention to, drop a link in the comments or by email (cindy at getalonghome dot com), and I’ll throw those in my next week’s pile! Thanks for hanging out this week, frens!

Friday Random Mess

A few links and thinks I’ve collected over the last week.

First, I must look out for Number One. If you missed my last post, The System’s Children, now’s the time to correct that egregious error.

I was just reminiscing about the old times–back when the internet was fun–with another homeschooling blogging friend, and she made me think about The Common Room, whose Headmistress is still in my head all the time. She said things that changed my whole world, and then her blog just kinda wound down. I never really knew what happened to her, but when I googled her name after finding the original blog defunct, I got a painful shock. Wendi Sue Lord Capehart died a few years ago.

So that just knocked the wind right out of me. I was hoping to find her somewhere and let her know that she is still in my head, still one of the reasons I blog. Her sharing helped shape my mothering and my Christian faith in a way that I hope to pass on to someone else the same way. Rest in peace, friend. I know the Lord holds you in His peace. You were such a light to me.

You can still see some of Wendi’s work at Wendi Wanders. If you like the Charlotte Mason style, there’s lot there.

I’ve got an inspirational story next. This sweet Gramma with a crocheting channel on YT is now a Carnivore Gramma. If you think you’re too old to change, or too sick to have hope, just watch this lady. In 35 days, she has already made the kind of changes for free (no more than the cost of eating, anyway) that western doctors can’t give you for thousands of dollars.

And if you are under a prescription-happy doctor’s care right now, and not really getting any better, revero.com is where to go to find a doctor who understands how to get you healthy and deprescribe your medications.

Revero is also accepting investor money right now. I’ve already invested as much as I have for such things. It’s a risk, but one well worth taking if you want to see people get better instead of spending their life savings on sick-care. I think if anybody can make real healthcare work while fighting two Goliaths like Big Food and Big Pharma, it’s Shawn Baker. Go give us some help making doctors great again.

If you’re not using cash as much as possible, you’re playing into schemes to control you through digital money. Vietnam is a testing ground for that very idea. If you’re worried about the Mark of the Beast (which seems to be on some people’s minds these days), you’re looking at it, in concept at least, right now. Use cash.

Yes, Palestine is a real place, with real people. All you really need to do is read some Agatha Christie stories to know that you’ve been fed lies about the region. Of course  that region has always been Palestine. Christian “Zionists”, please read this.

Tylenol has always been on my list of “nopes”. I love my liver. I hadn’t known of a link between Tylenol and autism, and without reading much I suspect the data is hard to draw a cause and effect relationship from. It’s usually like that. But don’t take chances with your babies. Don’t use Tylenol.

All peoples have a right to remain who they are, and to keep their borders if they can. Trump tells Europe where they’re going. 

Speaking of which, this guy needs to go back:

And, finally, if you’ve enjoyed anything you read here this week, or just want to help a friend out, I’m still trying to get funding for my running adventures! Or just buy me a coffee, if you prefer that platform.

Friday Links and Thinks

We’ve made it through another school week–almost.

Did I ever share my scheduling method with you? Let’s see…yes, I did! A Weekly Homeschool Schedule. Y’all, if I didn’t do it this way, I would have no idea what’s going on. Maybe it will help you get a grip on your family, as well. Unlike the neat and tidy schedule shown there, when you’ve got 6 busy students, the thing can look quite a mess by the end of the week.

 

I was going to post some stuff about Charlie Kirk. Remember how I said I get bored easily? We’re there. I stand by my feeling that the guy they got is either not the guy, or not the only guy. Stuff like this makes you go hmmmmm.

He really doesn’t look the same. Pics can be weird, but this was my initial gut feeling.

If you don’t like the Israel explanation, maybe you’ll like the Ukraine one. They are all the same people, you know. You don’t think Ukrainians are doing this horrific war to themselves, do you?

This was a good 2-part interview of Gary Taubes, the man who saved my life with one of his books, Good Calories, Bad Calories. I’ve read all of his other nutrition-science books, and can’t wait for The Case for Keto to come out! Language warning, he drops some f-bombs and takes the Lord’s name in vain.

Don’t miss my repost from the Wayback archives of Get Along Home: How to Make the Most of Your Character Training Curriculum

Can you pass the test? My homeschooled kids had no trouble giving answers to these:

A couple of vaccine things. I was talking with my mom about vaccines the other day and mentioned that people who get measles have much lower risks of heart disease. I thought I’d share that link so she’d know I’m not making it up. That’s a pretty good study, with very strong data. I do not think God created viruses for no reason. There’s information on those weird little things, and it’s stuff our bodies need to know. That’s my own idea, and shouldn’t be blamed on anybody else I link to. Vaccines cause so many poor outcomes in part because they interrupt a process that God intended.

And for some reason your government wants to hide that fact from you. 

I’ve been knocked on my rear for the last 10 days with a nasty cold (following a really impressive sprint session). I did know better than to go out and run that hard with signs of an impending cold. I did this to myself, frankly. Old ladies should be more careful than that. But I’m still gearing up for my re-run of the Black Bear in October. I feel nervous about having lost so much training time, but I think by then I’ll be better than I was before. If you’d like to help out with training and travel costs, my gofundme is still up!

 

I did get my VO2max (calculated) up to 43 before I died:

You can also buy the blogger a coffee, if you like to use that platform. Set up coaching if you need it!

If you saw a post, and then saw it disappear, don’t give it too much thought. I decided to save that one for a better time. It’s in draft and ready to go when I feel at peace with letting it into the wild. I think the Lord has a later date to use that. I just couldn’t get comfortable with that one just yet.

Is that all for this week? Yes, I guess it is! I didn’t have a lot of online time this week. It’s been a busy one, but a good one, at the GAH household. I hope that’s true for yours as well!

Drop your thoughts and links and arguments and memes in the comments section, please! I want to hear from you!

Friday Links and Thinks

Our household has been strongly affected by what was done to Charlie Kirk. I expect the effects on our nation’s future to be far more tangible than the mere emotions we’re feeling right now, as we begin to wake up to the enormity of it. My oldest son has called him a hero of his, and looked up to him. I’ve heard very little from him, and wouldn’t recognize his voice if I heard a recording, so it might seem strange that I feel so badly about the death myself. I don’t cry easily, but this made me cry. It made me angry.

It’s not strange, though. An innocent man being gunned down for speaking and representing the truth is infuriating. But it’s more than that. Kirk (fittingly, the Scottish word for “church”) was probably not much on my radar because he connected more with my children’s generation. But I knew about him, who he was, and what he represented. He is a member of the body of Christ. That shot was a shot at the Church. He was murdered for Christ’s sake, as a truth-teller.

No matter what political messages others heard, Charlie was always working from and toward that message: Serve the risen Christ. I trust that he is rejoicing in Heaven as a martyr for his Savior. Our prayers are very much with his family. These posts by others surpass anything I could possibly say:

Peace Has Been Murdered, and Dialogue Was Shot in the Throat

A Tale of Two Fates

Since this is a linking kind of post, and not supposed to be about just one thing, I’m not going to stay on that dreadful topic any longer. I confess I’m having a hard time thinking about anything else. Some links to my own things:

Air Fryer Pork Belly Burnt Ends

Rattling the Cup for My Shoe Fund

I’ve also set up a Buy Me A Coffee page, so if you just like something I say, you can tip me $5 or more! Money is fungible, so this really just ends up as more shoes. The amount of coffee I drink is the same no matter how much you pitch in. Shoes, though!

Also, if you want coaching or just to chat because you’ve missed me on social media, we can zoom call, too! Just set it up at the link! Time is limited, of course, but we’ll work something out.

And then to some other, better things:

Young Gospel Minister (who gets two links in this post!) has been doing a fine series on Revelation. Babylon as Apostate Israel in Revelation is the latest offering.

Francis Bacon is in our 8th grade curriculum quite a lot, so I appreciate this lecture by Hans G. Shantz. We’ll be using that soon.

TACO again, this time it’s the drug ads he said he wanted to ban. Not good enough, Trump. Not by a longshot.

And finally, I found this sister’s story to be uplifting. One of the kids was mentioning a problem the other day, and I asked “You know what my advice is going to be, right?” “Yeah, Mom. Either Jesus or meat.” This dear lady found the same path: Surviving Anorexia, Sepsis, and Amputation 

That’s it for this week because I didn’t think of it in time to collect a lot. Next week I should have more!

Please send memes!

What thinks have you been thinking lately? Drop interesting memes and links in the comments to your own posts or others’, please! You can even email them to me at cindy at getalonghome.com They may take a while to post, but I’ll get them up!

 

 

Where’s Get Along Home?

Oh, Dear. It’s September.

I haven’t posted since February, I see. And really it was January, as that was just a repost. A good one, I think. Feel free to keep scrolling when you finish reading this one. I suppose I could offer excuses, apologize, promise better in the future, but I’m not sure any of the words would be valid or sincere. I just didn’t care to, honestly. I’m going to roll out some blog posts, since the mood seems to hit me more often lately than it had before. I’ve had a lot of stuff going on, and a lot of thoughts that I want to share.

I’ve logged off of most social media for the foreseeable future, and I’ll probably want to blog about that. I very much miss my SG frens, so if you’re reading this from over there, please know that I have a list of your handles and I pray for you! I made a really sudden decision to delete all of my social media accounts. I felt a very strong tug at my heart that I was wasting too much headspace on things outside my sphere of influence, and doing my real-life people a disservice.

Here’s a picture of a doggie, probably not waiting for me to write him a blog post.

I have a lot of child-rearing and homeschooling thoughts that need to go somewhere, though, so I’m going to return to the old ways and just blog all my random stuff and things I want to share instead of putting them on Facebook or anything else. I may even turn comments back on. I know nobody knows how to use those anymore, but I can always hope.

Right now, I’m going to go make pizza for the family and have a pleasant Friday night. Just wanted to update the blog so everybody (all four of you who are still checking!) knows I am still alive and not abandoning the blog entirely. I’m well and healthy and I’m going to be re-running the Black Bear race in October, Lord willing and the creek don’t rise! Pray for that race to go well, and feel free to pitch in on the old fundraiser for that so I can keep my shoe habit going.

 

Off The Races Again!

With your kind help.

I want to run the Black Bear Half Marathon in October, but between needing to refill the hole in our savings after a MASSIVE septic system failure last year and having a number of young mouths to feed, I do not have the spending money required to make it happen. If you, Dear Reader, would like to help out, or feel like this blog has benefited or entertained you, and you’d like to support my endeavors in some way, I’ve set up a GoFundMe page to try to get enough money to buy shoes, entry fee, a room to stay in, and a little bit of tech for training.

Please pitch in only if you have a few extra dollars and it would make you happy to do so!

Run Dump!

I’m just gonna puke it all up here.

If you zoom in, you can see my little “Suffering Christ” pins I bought to hold the bib on. To Him be all the glory and praise! I know I talk up the Meat Life, but it’s only Jesus that makes me even want to live.

So, I did a thing. And now I’m sitting here, just smiling. And smiling is what I’ve been doing for days in the run up to this…er…this run. I have been so over-the-moon happy to be doing this!

I am having a hard time nailing down why it is that the mere idea of running a race–one which I never had a hope of winning or placing–makes me so happy. For days, I’ve been falling asleep with a smile on my face, thinking “I get to run! I get to race!”

Then last night…well, no smiling happened last night. Instead, I just lay there trying to sleep. You know how it is: when you know you need your rest, it’s really hard to fall asleep. You don’t smile when you’re trying as hard as you can to shut down your excitement and go to sleep. (UPDATE: Actually, this turned out to be PMS insomnia, which I am prone to.) I expect the next race I enter to affect me a little less this way.

Anyhow, I woke up, packed a breakfast for the family to eat while they waited for me at the finish line, and went and ran this thing:

On about 3 hours of sleep. And a weak left ankle. I’m not making excuses. Just telling the sad truth. I was not really in the best shape for this race because of these two things. But I was mentally into it, so I did it anyway. All things considered, my expectation to cross the finish line in an hour and twenty minutes (remember when I said I was slow?) was not too far off the mark. Taking it easy so as not to blow out my Achilles tendon, which I’m working on strengthening, I did it in 1:23! Woot! My average pace was an unimpressive 12 minutes per mile.

I finished ahead of only (I think) five other runners. Almost everybody, even the old people, came in ahead of me. I “lost”. By a LOT. I’m still happy.

And it’s because I’m so grateful. Six years ago (actually, my calendar tells me it was more like seven now), I could not breathe because of asthma. I could not run because I was fat and my right knee hurt all the time. Even if I could have run, I’d have had so much social anxiety that I’d have never considered going out in front of God and everybody and making an absolute fool of myself. But the biggest smiles I’ve smiled when anticipating this race have been the ones where I knew I was going to make a fool of myself. Because it doesn’t matter! I’m a fool? The world needs fools, too!

I had fun. I did something hard. I beat me. I beat Ten Years Ago Me. I even beat Last Week Me:

All personal bests!

Now, nobody is going to look at that and say “Wow! What a natural talent!” Really, I’m 4’11”. I’m not ever going to outpace people with actual legs. But I got faster today. And I’ll get still faster tomorrow. And eventually those numbers might start to look respectable. Maybe. If they don’t? Who cares?

What’s respectable about all this is not the numbers, but how far I’ve come. I’ve worked to be able to do this. I’ve sat at the dinner table with people eating “normal” food and cried because I knew I was never going to enjoy pizza again. I’d love to be able to say it was a tear of joy running down my cheek because I was so glad to be rid of all my health problems, but it wasn’t. I was just sad not to eat pizza anymore. (There are carnivore-keto ways to simulate pizza, by the way. But they don’t agree with my system very well, so I don’t eat them.)

I’ve been lifting weights, rowing, and running for a few years now.

I’ve done the hard work of getting myself to enjoy human contact, after living most of my adult life in abject dread of social interactions. I’m not going to try to make it sound like it was worse than it was. I was able to get the kids to church and playdates and basically live a normal life. But it was miserable. I cried–or cringed–myself to sleep frequently. Social anxiety sucks! But I beat it.

I deserve the respect I have for myself right now. 

As the last two runners came in at the 1:43 mark, I cheered for them as hard as I could. I was as proud of them as I was of the guy who finished in FORTY-FOUR minutes! Maybe those slow finishes don’t mean much to a “real runner”, but we have no idea what they may have overcome to be able to get to that finish line.

They didn’t lose. They just won last. 

 

 

Do Troll the Vegans

It’s for their own good.

It seems at least some vegans feel that the rest of the world owes them a life devoid of delicious meaty scents. Especially while they’re running. While I’m running, I do not worry much about the smell of grass as I fly by the neighbors mowing their lawns. And I certainly wouldn’t ask the neighbors to please not mow their lawns until I’m finished, just because I don’t want to eat that. What is wrong with these people? (But we know what’s wrong with them. They need meat for their brains to work right.)

I did this at a grocery store last year. The look on the starving individual’s face was hilarious:

They’re just hungry, poor things. Grill all day, every day, meat eaters. The life you save will be the vegan that finally breaks down and asks for a bite of real, proper human food.

 

Book Recommendation: Atomic Habits

Lest anybody think my sudden return to blogging, even if it’s only five minutes a day, has anything at all to do with any sticktoitiveness within myself, I must recommend the book that got me back on the straight and narrow.

 

I’ve always been fairly organized, and pretty motivated to get things done, and I found a lot of stuff in this book that I had intuitively been doing already in those areas I’m doing well at. But I also found some ways of looking at things that really kicked me in the pants and made me realize that I’ve been wasting a LOT of time letting bad habits, procrastination, and fear pull me away from things that I really want to do, and am capable of at least to some extent, like playing piano and getting actual blog posts in the hopper on a regular basis.

Atomic Habits is well-written and full of practical and philosophical advice. Just don’t pay any attention to examples of healthy habits like getting vaccinated and eating vegetables, and you’ll be fine.

It’s Just Five Minutes

I can do five minutes!

There was a time when blogging was habitual to me. Somebody would say something, and I’d be discontent with the conversation, and I’d turn it into a blog post. Or I’d have an idea that seemed shareable, and even though I doubted anybody was even going to read it, I would post it. It was fun! I fell out of the habit; what with all the children running around, and having to school them, run the household, tend to dogs and chickens, I just ran out of time.

I thought. I thought I ran out of time. What I really ran out of, was the habit. So I’m going to try to do five minutes a day of blogging from now on, talking about whatever stupid thing happens to be on my mind at that moment. You don’t have to be here to read it, friend. It might be a while before anything worthwhile flows again. I miss my little corner of the internet, and this is me scratching up the straw and making a nice nest to settle back down in.

There. Five minutes. I did it.

What neglected joy could you be spending five minutes on today?