“They” say that things come in threes. As I see it, this will be my last personal update until the regularly scheduled one on Friday. You never know, though. I may pop up with something else before the day is ovah. That last word is Iron Chef talk.
One more thing I took away from my visit…the pastor’s wife and I were standing outside talking just before I left. She said they were camping out recently and the animals weren’t wary of them like they were the meateaters. She wondered if their smell was different. I’m sure it is. She’s becoming more aware of what they eat as vegans and is phasing out processed foods with additives (which is almost all of them). One of the kids dropped a corn chip on the ground and was going to give it to one of the wild turkeys that had wandered in. She yelled, “DON’T GIVE THAT TO THE TURKEY! IT WILL MAKE IT SICK!” Then she stopped to think she was feeding her own children things she wouldn’t feed the wild animals. A wakeup call, for sure.
After the rain stopped along about sundown, I thought that would be “it” for the night but no! I woke up to the sound of the drops drumming on a garbage container I’d turned upside down on the steps. It was like the Chinese Water Torture and I thought about going out to move it but covered up my head and went back to sleep instead.
Time’s getting away from me. I’ve taken the rest of the deodorized coconut oil I used to use for cooking out of the five gallon bucket (that’s the only one of that quantity I ever bought, by the way), utilized my hairdryer to melt what was left sticking to the sides and bottom, and put it in a container for soapmaking someday at a later date. I poured in as much rainwater as it would hold and it’s sitting on the concrete pad where my little garden is. Twinkle seems to like it more than the raw version so I’ve put a little out so she can cut down on the hairball hocking.
I checked on all the Ralphs, too, and they are doing fine. Tonya Kay named all of her worms “Bruce” so I figured I’d go with Ralph. One day when I took the lid off, I was enveloped in a cloud of fruit flies. I said, “That’s enough!” and struggled outside with the container. I’m glad I didn’t get a bigger one. This one weighs a ton. They still haven’t done away with the last stuff I put in there but I think I’ll blend up what I have today and put in there, anyway. Maybe they aren’t too crazy about watermelon rind. Tonya feeds hers every three days so I might be feeding them too often. Live and learn—as long as I don’t kill the wormies.
My sister goes to Classes. She’s 18 years older than I am and Still in School. She figures it keeps her mind active and that’s important. One effort at Ongoing Education is a Nutrition Class and one night last week it was about raw foods. Here’s what she had to say about it:
Last night I attended the nutrition classes, or whatever they might be called. It was raw food night, pointing out the importance of saving enzymes, rather than destroying them by heat. The teacher prepared several dishes, most of them complicated, and she used a number of expensive ingredients, such as macadamia nuts. I don’t even buy a small jar of those just for snacking! I believe I’d rather just have my raw things in salads, or eaten out of hand. Anyway, tonight is cooked food, so we see what gives.
I think the teacher must’ve been teaching Hollywood Raw (aka RICH) or Atkins Raw (low carb, high fat). That’s not what I eat (except for yesterday when I had ‘way too much mac cheese). And when you do eat raw, you learn to buy things in quantity and that cuts down on the price. There’s a raw food network out there and we share resources so everyone benefits. The teacher needs to learn about FRUIT! That and greens should be the primary focus and quit trying to create raw clones of cooked addictions. And when I say FRUIT, most people think of apples and oranges. There’s a wealth of sweet fruit out there but it’s not the only kind. Tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers and the list goes on. The variety of what a proponent of 811rv eats is staggering!
Well, folks, I have eaten up a lot of time already and have barely started on my day. Better get moving! Check in tonight for Part XXXVII of the ongoing saga of my life leading up to eating raw…