Jun 15, 2016

Carnivore Update.

I guess I should have done this on my one year anniversary (or "carniversary" as they say on the forum).  An update on how this "meat only" thing is going.

Let me start by saying I have asked my doctor specifically, and she said my diet is not responsible for the health problems I've had over the last year--when another doc started messing with my thyroid meds a year ago, there was a domino effect that trashed the adrenals, the thyroid uptake system, and the electrolyte pattern that affected my heart.  I can say there are lots of things that have gotten better, and I'll focus on those. 

First of all, I got my blood tests back and my cholesterol dropped 20 pts, and it wasn't high to begin with.  Triglycerides are in the middle of the range, and my weight is coming down after an initial gain-and-hold pattern.  Joint pain, gone.  (I had been seeing a physical therapist for recurring shoulder pain.)  Gut troubles gone--after five years of troubles surrounding diverticulitis and a 2010 colon resection.  My thyroid is finally evened out on natural desiccated thyroid meds, and I'm losing weight verrrrry slowly.  Which is how it should happen, really.

You might not even know what I'm talking about with this "meat only" thing.  Back in March of 2015, I decided that after five years of Low Carb, I was tired of still struggling with food issues (cravings, sweet tooth, and digestive troubles) and started exploring options.  I was shocked to discover a group of folks who eat only from the animal kingdom.  No plants--ever.  I figured, "Well, I've tried everything else under the sun, so...why not?"

A year and ? months later, I am still eating only meat, eggs, cheese and animal fats--and thriving.  I don't take vitamins, and have not over this year.  According to conventional wisdom, I should be curled up with rickets and scurvy by now, or dead of a heart attack!  My skin is clear and smooth, my joints are supple and the inflammation is gone.  I heal quicker from cuts and bruises than I have in years, my moods are stable and I feel calm even during crises, because the blood sugar is so stable.  After getting some hormonal stuff worked out (if you're eating soy, stop now!), I sleep really well all night and wake rested.

The best part?  I never think about food.  If you could know the hell I've been through in my life, with thirty five years of dieting and never being able to stick to anything more than a month without screwing up, you'd know what a miracle this is. Candy and pastries?  They're as edible as office supplies to me these days--I avoid the bakery at the grocery store now because it smells awful.  Who knew?

Of course, I'm the Supply Officer in our house, so I have the job of meal planning, but since the hubs and I only eat meat, that's pretty simple.  I don't think about food unless my belly is growling!  I don't crave sweets, or salty crunch things, or "comfort foods".  Holidays, celebrations, commiserations, etc., have all lost their connection with food for me--I eat to fuel the body.  Period.  I do eat out with friends, but I have burger patties and bacon or a steak or a couple pork chops.  It's pretty easy to eat out carnivorously.

I don't work out, but I do walk the dog and do some light gardening.  Depending on my activity level at the time, I eat between 2 and 4 lbs of meat daily.  I don't eat by the clock, either; if I'm hungry, I eat.  Usually it works out to a late breakfast and an early supper.  During times when I had a lot going on that needed healing (the thyroid stuff, the adrenals, etc.,) I was easily eating 4 lbs a day, and sometimes more.  All I did was pay attention and eat as much as I was hungry for.  Eat meat, drink water, and go live life.  It's deceptively simple.

So that's how this "meat only" thing is going.  I've been playing with recipes, because the inner Wife says I should provide variety for the hubs, but honestly, if left to my own devices, I could eat ground beef patties, bacon, ribeyes, and roasted chicken legs pretty much all the time.

I hope you all are healthy and happy, and enjoying a lovely summer.
Cheers! 
A Carnivore Food Pyramid!

May 31, 2016

Rag dolls...

On my way to meet a lady for lunch.  She commissioned these rag dolls--the ones I had so much trouble dressing.  They didn't misbehave or anything, (ha!) but she wanted me to use baby dresses that she and her sisters had worn, and those sweet delicate things were hard to cut into. 

But I got them done, and I think they turned out well.  I was supposed to make little bonnets out of the sleeves, but there just wasn't enough fabric to make a proper bonnet. 

The black doll was easy to dress--she got her own fabric and all, of course.

Hope your weekend is lovely!




May 9, 2016

Dolls in progress, and a commission.

So doll show's over, garage sale's over, and Mother's Day has come and gone.  (Hope yours was lovely!)

I got a commission recently which means the finishing of these several in-the-works dolls will have to wait, but I'm excited (and scared) about the commission.  A collector in Phoenix wants me to make her four rag dolls.  One of them will be a little black faceless doll to go with one she already bought from me.  The other three are white faceless rag dolls.  No big deal, right?  Right.  Pretty simple, those rag dolls.  BUT.  She wants me to dress them using baby dresses that she and her sisters wore.  I LOVE this idea, and I'm so excited.  But she sent me these dresses and they are the dearest, most fragile looking things you ever saw.  Delicate embroidery, scalloped edges, tiny pin tucks and buttons.  I'm petrified to cut into them. 

I suppose I'll have to remember the Nike slogan and just do it.  The dolls are sewn, to be stuffed and assembled and finished in the next few days.  But I plan to take my time with the clothing.  Oh, you bet I am.   

In the meantime, here are a few on the work table, waiting (patiently? sort of) to get their sanding and painting, their arms and legs and clothes. 

Another not-quite-Izannah doll...she'll be dressed in 1920's fashion.

This poor thing doesn't even have her clay yet.

Not sure who this one will be, but she whispers that she wants to wear light blue.


This girl has been soooooo patient with me.  I think I delay finishing her so I can keep her hanging around.