This graphic really captures the flavor of brain dust mixed with Ho Shou Wu.
Ok, so I was curious, and she’s eating her own products which are conveniently hyperlinks to her shop… so I added it all up. All her powders and juices and teas and copper fucking mugs…
If you had to buy all that crap, at retail prices, it would cost approximately $543.00.
Now sure, some of those costs are for boxes of 30 ampules or jars that contain 16oz.
But lots of it is not, the juices, the fresh tumeric root, the hemp milk, the candula flowers, those are all prices per unit.
$543.00
And I still get the impression she’s probably hungry at the end of the day.
Okay, I love pretentious food, but ffs that was hard to read.
Thats because it wasn’t fucking food! Just a bunch of powders and juice!
Or about US$199,000/year–just for ersatz food! (And here I was complaining about the price of ersatz coffee.) Or to put it in units that she may understand better, that’s like… like… 6 BMW 3Series 2015 base models before tax title and licensing.
Or, put another way, 323.5 Aghanistan GDPs per capita in 2015.
Who wouldn’t be hungry after the end of that day?!?! There was hardly any solid sustenance. Just reading that made me want a steak quesadilla and maybe some tacos.
Have you experimented with different ways to prepare coffee? My wife gets really bad headaches with French press coffee, but other methods like Aeropress or moka pot aren’t as bad.
Now there’s one less man who’s walked on the moon.
I cold brew my coffee these days, and that takes care of the issues I had with the way coffee affected my stomach. My migraine doctor suggested that I avoid all caffeine in any form for about 6 months to rest my body, and then slowly, one at a time, reintroduce suspected triggers into my diet. Life without caffeine was… eh… not so fun (how can I eat my oshinkomaki when I am not able to drink hot green matcha with it? barbaric!).
It was in this way that I found out how reactive I was to wheat, 21 years ago. Once my body had zeroed out its overload of triggers, I ate some organic whole wheat bread and ding! migraine! in <30 minutes. Replicable, every time. Any and all wheat triggers this for me, including emmer and einkorn and farro and kamut. Rye is also not good for me, to a lesser degree. Still, if I had to choose between life without wheat or life without coffee, tea, chocolate, etc., it’s an easy choice. It’s just harder for me to eat out. I do a lot more of my own baking, and over the years I’ve gotten pretty good. I don’t use dang xanthan gum either, because so many better options exist.
Amazingly, my arthritis went away too, when I stopped eating wheat. Once a year, I eat one almond croissant baked by a Wallonian Belgian baker in Dripping Springs (west of Austin), and I drink a lot of water afterward and take a few aspirin, pre-emptively. That’s about as far off the wagon as I dare fall.
I sympathize with your wife and her bad headaches. I hope she finds her way to a better, pain-free existence, avoiding brain-hurts…
Ouch. Gout sucks.
Pull the right foot back, fold it under and drive with the left leg? A friend with only one foot does that pretty effectively all the time. It probably wouldn’t be completely comfortable or pain free, but could keep you driving if you’re desperate. Totally useless advice if you drive a manual vehicle, of course …
Thank god I’m not in manual today. And thank god I have some prednisone left over. It works fast, and while not a cure, usually gets me back to reasonable in an hour.
Tomorrow I suspect my future holds an urgent care visit via Uber. I only have 20 mg of steroids left, and since I’m staying next to the Superbowl --and the roads are closed on sunday–i may need to stock up.
(I tried driving with my left foot in a parking lot. Fine for empty roads, not good for stop and go CA 101 traffic)
That’s interesting. Is there a chemistry-based reason for that? Maybe more or less acidic, or something?
I was wrong - it’s more her stomach and IBS that it affects, and it mostly seems to be the acidity. Coldbrew should work too - from my experience and what I’ve read, if you minimise the time the grounds are soaking in hot water, that helps to limit the acidity.
I’m managing to cope with the depression and haven’t had to ask any friends to be on suicide watch, which is sort of a good thing.
A guy I knew well in HS killed himself today. I lost touch long ago with that HS crowd but they all are super close still after these 25+ years. He was battling depression, had gone through a divorce. His close friends did the best they could but it’s too much for some people to bear. Get the help you need – doctors can make it better.
Dude I can’t imagine what that’s like and I actually had gout. Man. Hang in there that’s all I got from here.
It taught me exactly what my pain threshold is, that’s fo’ sho’. There are much more painful things, and I work hard to avoid them (bullet ants, that damn tiny Australian jelly fish, grievous bodily harm… Why am I making a list? :D)
There are a lot of generous, caring people that have my back here. It has been proven with not just words, but extraordinary actions.
The part that gets under my skin is that even though I overshare, I can’t bring myself to share the really, really shitty things about myself that make me an unfit partner, an unfit employee, and a fucking crappy friend. And I mean shiiiitty. That’s when compliments just feel… Well, for all the wonderful, good intentions they don’t feel right.
I don’t deserve the empathy that the wonderful people here have shown me. I really don’t. I don’t deserve the friends IRL that I have–i unconsciously or semi consciously abuse them constantly.
Why did I make this particular series of bad life choices? Why am I an unredeemable ass? Why can’t I control my impulses? Why do I blow up my life just because I can? Will I ever stop?
I think it’s important to point out that there are different pain thresholds. Some people might be able to take intense physical pain, but emotional pain incapacitates them. Sharp pain might be easier to take than dull, thudding pain; irregular intermittent pain can be much worse than a higher-but-steady level of pain. And of course, any type of pain when there are other stressors to contend with as well is harder to cope with.
Do you believe you are the only person with a shitty side? Have I got news for you, fella!
That uncle of mine, who could not get the better of his alcoholism? My aunt still loved him, as did his children, and me too. Nobody’s perfect. We are loved for the entirety of our being, not just the best parts.