First let me say I made a really yum treat for Kiki and I this afternoon, when she got home from her ITBS testing. (That would be the “Iowa Test of Basic Skills” which is sort of the nation-wide testing standard to see how students across the country measure up to their peers… yeah, the one she scored in the 95th percentile the year we didn’t do any school… which made me wonder – are they even teaching anything in public schools??!)
So, the treat – I bought some tahini and then was like “what the heck am I going to do with this stuff?” Well, it’s the main ingredient in Halvah, which I love; that gave me the idea… so, I put some tahini in a pan with butter, xylitol, cocoa,
and basically sauteed it all. OMiGosh!! It was so stinkin’ good! I told Kiki it was a middle-eastern treat before she tasted it because I knew that’d earn points with her… and she loved it! Even my mom and dad liked it, so I guess that recipe is a keeper. I didn’t take a picture of it because to be honest, it didn’t look that great… now, my dad thought it looked like beef and potatoes – corned beef hash, maybe – but I thought of its appearance more along the lines of something the dog ate and then – uh – “unswallowed”, if you will. Yeah. Mmm. But it tasted amazing.
To the point of this post though – I am so sick of all the conflicting theories about what to eat, and when to eat it, and how to eat it, and why… the list goes on and on but I think you get what I mean. It’s annoying! One group says “this” and another says “this” and then you have those friends who are “Oh, I’m doing the HCG diet” because she has that whopping 5 pounds to lose – oh, the fat cow! – and somehow that seems like a bad idea to me anyway…. yeah, whatev…
Because the …group… that I am currently going to for health issues is so over the edge in my opinion… for instance: They think I should go have my dental fillings removed and replaced because they have heavy metals in them. You know, the shiny silver fillings we old folks got before they started using the white stuff? Yeah, so, I am not signing up for that particular event. I don’t really enjoy the dentist that much, so when I happen to be in there and he tells me “these are cracked and we should replace them” then, fine, I will do it… but not before then. Or how about your deodorant? “They” say you should never use the kind with aluminum in it (which is pretty much all of them) because that will give you Alzheimer’s…. now, I haven’t got an issue with that – I can use the natural mineral salt stuff and I don’t stink, but my poor teenager! She uses the ‘evil death deodorant’ or she’d stink to high heaven. My sister (okay, and don’t even get me started on this girl because I’m about fed up) but she won’t even use regular toothpaste because the flouride will be the death of us all. Well, ho-lee-crap. I might as well just curl up and die right now, huh?!?!
I am not afraid to be dead. I believe in Heaven, so I’m cool with going there. However, the process of death can be rather uninviting. I have been thinking of the older people I know, and which ones are healthy and happy, and which ones ate heathy or not, and they don’t always match up. So there is more to it all.
So, that is why my head hurts. My normal reaction would be to go out and chomp down some cookies, but that wouldn’t help, now would it?
I think I’ll go out drinking instead.