Fascinating Intrigue, and Other Stuff to Think About

Dear Family

I have come across a fascinating new rabbit hole in the realm of health, potentially relevant to those with gut issues, eye and skin problems, autoimmunity, eating disorders, excessive inflammation, or elevated triglycerides, cholesterol, and/or blood sugar.

The Best of All The Worlds

Dear Family,

“Sometimes I think the difference between what we want and what we're afraid of is about the width of an eyelash.”
― Jay McInerney

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Eliza: Dragons need HUGE caves.

Ivy: Why?

Eliza: I dunno…I guess cuz they need to fit.

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Ivyisms:

“Mama? I wuv you more than myself AN my flip flops.”

“I’m hoppin’ around like an Eastern Bunny!”

An Ivy Ditty: “…Because I’m an edible nut, I wish someone could eat me, pew pew pew pewie pewie pew...”

“I want NORMAL shorts, wif no skirt and only legs!”

An Unbelieveably Great Memoir by Ben

Hi everyone! (Well, not everyone, but some of everyone)

I was sick for, like, a bunch of my life.

When I was younger, there were so many things wrong with me it’s hard to count, but I’ll try: I had Autism, OCD, an eating disorder, anxiety, tics, sensory issues, problematic social skills, and probably other things that I forgot. Oh right, duh, I used to scream—a lot.

The Wonder of It All

Dear Family,

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it.
Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure.
Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.
—Helen Keller

The song is ended, but the melody lingers on...
—Irving Berlin

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Ivyisms:

Ivy: “Hat! Hat hat hat...’hat’ has a T in it!”

Refuting my concerns about the impracticality of leotards: “What?! You can just pull it DOWN and piss!”

And further: “Mama! I am a kid! An’ I never get to wear leotards.”

Screen Time and Our Children Ourselves

Dear Family,

Amidst the Chaos and The Election and So Much Troubling News (not to mention my family’s first-world-style personal housing insecurity), I spent this week mustering gratitude.

It's a Beautiful Day in the Desert Again

Dear Family,

“It’s difficult to get a man to understand something when his salary is dependent upon him not understanding it.”
—Upton Sinclair

“Though the problems of the world are increasingly complex, the solutions remain embarrassingly simple.”
—Bill Mollison

“The present moment is the only moment available to us, and it is the door to all moments.”
—Thich Nhat Hanh

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Ivyisms:

Summer Manners for Nomads

Dear Family,

“The unacceptable does not become more acceptable if it is accepted by increments.”
— David Frum

“No one ever went broke underestimating the intelligence of the American public.”
—H.L. Mencken (paraphrased)

“Gold didn’t help the Jews or Germans under Hitler. It was just confiscated. As was their real estate before it was bombed to dust. The only thing that helped people survive these kinds of extreme events was extreme perseverance and flexibility.”
—J Collins

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Ivyisms:

Springtime in the Desert

“So light my way through the mire of the direst day
And make a place where the fears and fires fade
Oh baby, oh baby, lend me your soft cheek
Oh baby, oh baby, bring the world home to me “

— “Baby,” by Sam Shaber

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Note: I am totally not going to include a graphic description in this update concerning our recent two-months-long effort to rid our camper of rats. If I described this, it would completely remove any sheen of romance that might otherwise color your perception of our nomadic lifestyle.

Psychology for Dinner - Clarification

Dear Family,

After I sent my last update, some alert readers pointed out that maybe I might have made some of my readership feel bad by proclaiming, “When we fail to speak out against the act of eating ‘food’ that is addictive and nutrient poor, we fail our children, and our future children’s children - if they are someday able to conceive them.”

Since it was absolutely the opposite of my intention to make any individual feel blamed for the current public health crisis in our country, I want to briefly clarify my opinion:

Psychology for Dinner

I read about the Florida shooting while sitting in a playground on this bright sun shiny day.

The shooter is described as having significant depression, some kind of assault weapon that is easier to obtain in this country than a handgun, and as being "probably autistic or having a learning disability." He moved in with an acquaintance after his mother died. He is nineteen. His public defender describes him as a Broken Human Being.

Democrats push for renewed focus on gun control and "red flag laws." Republicans urge prayer.

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