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I just realized that the colors on this blog right now are terrible. I will be changing this shortly. Standby, Also, I owe more content but we know what happened after 2019, right?
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Mexican Chorizo Tomatillo Chili
Mexican Chorizo Tomatillo Chili
1 lb Mexican Chorizo (raw pork sausage) links
20 oz Tomatillos (If not using canned, prep the tomatillos by peeling and discarding the outer papery skin, wash the tomatillos and pre-cook in boiling water for at least 5 minutes until the bright green color changes.)
1 onion chopped
1 poblano pepper seeds and white pith removed, chopped coarsely (wash hands after handling)
3 cups water
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Art inspires
I’ve been worried about a few things. I’ve been laid off from an awesome job. I have had a few good interviews so I’m kinda waiting for them to play out. But I also have people that I care about who are affected by the government shutdown. To be honest, there are alot of contractors doing the work of what should be government staff. And this whole shutdown affects them, too. Perhaps, even more.…
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Tuna Turnovers
I adapted this recipe from the More with Less Cookbook by Doris Janzen Longacre. The original recipe called for biscuit dough. I do heartily recommend this cookbook. It has a recipe for making your own baking mix (similar to Jiffy or Bisquick) and then recipes for biscuits and other things that you can make from it. The book highly economical and stretches the food dollar well.
I will tell you…
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Slow Cooker Balsamic Pork Roast
Slow Cooker Balsamic Pork Roast
In addition to the Hoppin’ John on New Year’s Day, I made a pork roast in the slow cooker for dinner. I have to say that, while the recipe sounded good, I wasn’t really thrilled with it and now, I have to figure out what to do with the pork. I’ll probably pour some barbecue sauce over it. (Pictured above with mushroom spätzle purchased at Aldi.)
1 3 lb center cut pork roast
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Hoppin' John
Hoppin’ John
My mother was born and mostly raised in Texas. My dad is from Western Pennsylvania. I like to combine my roots by having Hoppin’ John for lunch and pork for dinner.
Here is the recipe I use for Hoppin’ John. Most recipes are too big for one or two people. This one is just right.
1/2 c. chopped onion
1 red pepper chopped (here I used half a red and half an orange pepper)
1/2 c. chopped ham
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A few weeks ago, Facebook users got an unexpected bit of morbid advertising when they were targeted with ads hawking “funeral potatoes” from a Utah company known as Augason Farms. Many of them immediately took to Twitter, wondering a.) what on Earth funeral potatoes were and b.) why on Earth they would want any.
Mormons were not confused. They were limbering up in the social media wings, ready to explain their most delectable food invention to the world. You see, Mormons like me grew up eating funeral potatoes — not just at funerals, but at potlucks, Thanksgiving, and Sunday dinner. They are a combination of cubed potatoes, cream of chicken soup, cheese, and — the coup de grâce — a topping of butter-crisp Corn Flakes. This comfort food has pride of place next to other Mormon classics like cream cheese Jell-O, all manner of ice cream, and “dirty soda” — a virgin drink spiked with flavored syrup.
Funeral potatoes were memorialized as a collector pin during the 2002 Winter Olympics, held in Salt Lake. And just last year, a local food truck called Cook of Mormon started dispensing the indulgent dish around Salt Lake with a dash of Mormon nice. According to Jesse Ward — the erstwhile owner of the establishment, who doled out food dressed as a Latter Day Saint missionary — the lines were long.
Mormons, so the logic goes, are particularly obsessed with fatty, sugary foods because all other vices have been taken from them. The religion prohibits drinking or smoking, so they reserve their human frailty for carbohydrates.
Mormon Funeral Potatoes: The Carb-Heavy Meal For The End of The World
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@nycgeek Something to go with the meat of death, aka ham.
I work at a daycare with infants.
One of our baby girls is fat, in the 99th percentile for her age. She is super cute and sweet. Lately, she has been sick with various breathing issues, so she has been reluctant to take her bottles. Normally, she’ll take 4 ounces of formula at lunch and 8 ounces in the afternoon. Today, I was lucky to get to her take 5 all day.
There was a substitute covering a lunch break in my classroom today. We emphasized to her that we need to keep trying to get the baby to drink her bottle until she finished it. She said, “Why are you guys so worried about taking her bottle?”
My coworker replied, “That’s where all her nutrients are. She needs the nutrients and the water.”
To which the substitute replied, “But she’s so fat. She doesn’t need it.”
Thin privilege is a small, pretty baby getting better childcare because the caretaker doesn’t think she’s too fat to be allowed to eat.
This reminds me of a cousin of mine who ended up with her kids being taken away from her by social services for a number of reasons but mostly for nearly killing her baby daughter. How?
By starving her. She insisted that her baby was ‘too fat’ and had an aim to remove any and all ‘chubbyness’ so her baby would be thin. She’d already been warned by her doctor about the baby not getting enough food, but insisted she knew best.
After several months of this her baby passed out cold one day and was rushed into hospital where the doctors found her to have severe malnutrition, a low body temperature and low pulse rate. They asked my cousin what she’d been feeding her daughter and she said “one bottle of skimmed milk a day. I don’t want her growing up fat.”
Even after nearly killing her daughter my cousin maintained her view that fat = bad and ended up with all her kids taken from her because she was starving them and neglecting them.
When your fatphobia leads you to starving your own children then you’ve got serious problems.
(Note. She still, to this day, maintains the view that she was right and the doctors were wrong. “They just want fat kids so they can keep employed treating them for all those diseases that being fat causes.” = her actual words.)
My mom had me dieting with her when I was eleven. She had me eating less than 600 calories a day because she was worried I was going to “get huge.” She even grounded me once because she found out my friends were bringing me lunches! I ended up passing out, going to the ER, and getting two IVs at once BC I was so goddamn dehydrated. Soooooo surprised they didn’t call child services… And looking back, this was the root of my anorexia. I’m nearly 22 and still fighting it. Please don’t starve your fucking children.
For fucks sake babies are SUPPOSED to be fat, what is wrong with people? It’s just stored energy, and growing children need stored energy - an 11 year old is just about to hit some major growing years. Damn.
Fatphobia
Is
Real
and it kills
This is no joke. people will literally starve their own babies cause they don’t want them getting fat. A parent brought in their six month old baby who was having breathing issues and kept getting sick. the parent was asked if the baby was eating regularly and the parent straight up told the doctor that they only feed the baby once a day. ONCE A DAY. A FUCKING BABY. they even had the nerve to say because they didn’t want the baby to get fat. people like this are real. they would rather have a dead baby than a fat one.
My youngest son is a very big boy and has been since he was born. When he was 10 months old I took him for his well-baby check and vaccinations. The nurse noted his weight and said, quite casually, “He is in the 99th percentile for weight so he is at risk for obesity. You may want to keep an eye on that.” I said, “He is exclusively breastfed. He refuses to eat any solids yet.” What did she expect me to do? What would it mean to “keep an eye on” an exclusively breastfed baby’s weight?
She backed off saying, ‘Well he looks fine!” – proving once again that weight bias is not truly about health – But I know many other parents who are not as informed as I am about weight science and size diversity would react to this interaction by policing their child’s food intake, if not as an infant, then when he was an older child. This is exactly the type of seemingly-inconsequential interaction that starts the ball rolling on a lifetime of dieting, disordered eating, negative body image, and weight-based abuse for too many fat people.
Years later when he was five, another doctor measured his weight and height and commented that he is off the charts on both, but “at least he is in proportion.” And if he was not “in proportion,” I am sure I would have been advised once again to “watch his weight.”
I no longer allow healthcare providers to weight my children unless it is absolutely medically necessary. They are unable to control their weight talk, which is a known harm for children.
We need to completely eliminate weight talk from medicine, especially when it comes to children. Even the smallest exposure can have terrible consequences.
A friend from college had been going to the doctor because she was having trouble breathing. She was told to lose weight. Over the course of several years, she went back to the doctors time and time again, telling them that she’d been sticking to the diet but because of her breathing problems she had been unable to even walk for more than 20 minutes at a time. The doctor got her into an exercise programme and told her that she just needed to really try to lose weight because that was clearly the reason for her breathing problems. By the time they found the tumour on her lungs, it was inoperable. She only lived three months after diagnosis. She was 25. She’d had the tumour for over five years. The doctor was so focused on the fact that my friend was “fat”, that they refused to look for any underlying cause. They killed her.
Weight-first treatment KILLS. Fatphobia KILLS.
I have 2 scary stories to share about fatphobic doctors & parents harming their childs/patients’ health:
1. The 4 years old daughter of a friend of mine came to our house to spend the weekend. She gave me a letter from her mom that said that the child was in a glutenfree diet because she was getting ‘awfully fat’ when eating cookies or bread (my celiac ass; who gets dhiarrea and loses a scary amount of weight whenever I eat something with gluten was like ’???’).
You can bet that I went to the supermarket with the kid and told her ‘go & take whatever you feel like eating’ and the poor child came back smiling with her arms full of biscuits and cupcakes.
She didn’t got sick (as a celiac would get) and told me later that she hated the diet her mother made her follow; because her cousins didn’t had to pass through that.
And what’s the scariest thing about this story? Her mother was a NURSE. A fucking nurse who didn’t have a clue of the harm that she was doing to her daughter’s body!
2. My little sister started to feel fatigued and dizzy at 9 years old. She felt nauseated at the sight of food and had abdominal pain that increased with physical activity.
Mom got her to the ER and the doctor dismissed it saying: ‘she’s fat and probably is feeling ill after eating too much burgers, get her to make some exercise and she will be better in no time’.My mom didn’t felt ok with the diagnosis and took my sister with a second doctor who also told her that ‘the child was just fat’.
My sister’s skin was starting to get yellow as the days passed and the abdominal pain was getting awful so my mom (heaven bless her!) got her to the ER for the third time:
SHE HAD STAGE 4 HEPATITIS AND WAS ABOUT TO DIE.
She survived after a long and painful recovery who involved being in bed for a whole year (remember that we’re speaking of a 9 years old child). Luckily they saved her liver and she didn’t went through a transplant… but let this sink:
If it weren’t for my mother, fatphobia would have killed her. Fatphobia kills kids and teenagers, fatphobia kills inocent people everyday. It treats human beings as lesser than others and hurts them in their most vulnerable times.
It’s a real shame that we all have so much stories to share about this issue. A REAL SHAME.
Future doctors, interns, and residents following me:
FUCKING TAKE NOTE OF THIS!
Don’t let bias against your fat patients kill them!
(#and this is just when we actually go to the doctor and tell them we have problems #how many of us just give up #or won’t mention anything that seems like too much of a ‘fat’ problem)
i’d really like my thin followers to reblog this if you can. fat people are already here for each other, we need you guys to help us out too. this is something i never see anyone actually talking about in-depth, and it’s disappointing. be there for your fat siblings, too.
I nearly died twice last year because my doctors kept passing off my problems as something fat-related or didn’t think I had problems because I had fat. Because they simply did not believe me when I told them I couldn’t stomach anything anymore. It wasn’t until I lost over 150lbs and passed out to the point where I wouldn’t wake up (the first time) that they hospitalized me. I even developed scurvy and weak bones because I was literally not eating anything.
But no, I was fine because I was still fat. I was lying because I still had fat on my body.
I’m still recovering half a year later, and they’re already getting on my case again for putting some weight back on.
Kinda related, my older brother was huge as a kid, the heaviest out of all me and my 3 siblings. Now? He’s really thin. He also eats alot. Same goes with my younger brother. Me and my siblings have one thing in common; we all love food. And we’re doing just fine as we are.
If you’re thinking of starving your child because of fat which is an essential part of energy stores as a child, then
You shouldn’t be a parent
When my daughter was around 15, I took her to doctor for a regular check up. At the time, my daughter had completed a black belt in Tang Soo Do which involved a commitment to 45 minute classes after school twice a week. She was a well proportioned teenager and not at all what I would call even remotely overweight. But because of all the training, she did have muscles and the doctor asked me if I was concerned about her weight gain. I answered that I wasn’t because she was an active person. And that’s the last time we saw that doctor. Note: at the time I was overweight and quite aware of it. And really trying to keep my daughter’s self esteem and self image in a good place because I was quite aware of fatphobia.
DID “VISIT LAS VEGAS” JUST MAKE AN AD THAT’S BETTER THAN ANY OTHER LESBIAN MOVIE OUT THERE? Y E S
😭❤
Wow, just wow.
If you don’t have means to a therapist or mental health professional
Check out therapistaid.com. There’s worksheets there that you can download for free.
Of course it would be a lot more beneficial if you have a therapist to help you through it but not everyone has access to one.
It’s a free site where you can have free downloads of worksheets on many things.
If there’s something there that you think would be helpful, print it out and complete the worksheet on your own.
It’s hard to be accountable for yourself but at least there’s a way for you to have some insight and work on yourself.
Also if you use these in conjunction with the app Wysa
therapistaid is great, i get resources from there to use with my clients. here are some others
https://psychologytools.com/
https://www.getselfhelp.co.uk/
https://www.actmindfully.com.au/free_resources_worksheets,_handouts_and_book_chapters
https://www.anxietybc.com/
http://www.cci.health.wa.gov.au/resources/consumers.cfm
http://www.dbtselfhelp.com/
Thank you.
My actual psychologist gave me printouts from the CCI site.
I will always blog for those who can’t afford.
I will reblog to help others.
I waited patiently for my partner to come out of the doctors room. It had been a rough few months of him suffering with unexplained pelvic pain, renderin...
We have learned of the higher risks of cancer if a hysterectomy is not completed after five years of being on testosterone.
This is important. Read it. Especially if you have been on T for over or close to 5 years. I have felt these pains. Even just today. I have been on T for over 5 years.
Something I have learned and have tried to be less of afraid of as a trans person is that you need to put your physical health above your feelings of shame. If you’re having a serious medical concern you need to find a doctor you are comfortable with and talk to them. It’s not fun, it’s not easy to do, but it’s important for your health.
Please, followers, remember to report any and all pain you experience to your doctor. Do not hide it! Your doctors are there to take care of you and ensure that you are safely and discreetly taken care of.
-M
Super important!!
Important information
who decided that dragons have arms? they don’t need em
Dragons need arms to hug
god damn it you’re right
Indeed
Holy bejesus this is awesome.
WELL YEAH.
Yaas!
steve rogers was an irish-american with disabilities growing up in 30s new york in a gay neighborhood and some people actually believe he would be conservative
“with disabilities”? what disability does he have
Seriously?
How did he even get in the Army? Wouldn’t he have been medically deferred?
So I’m a phlebotomist. And sometimes, I work at a site that is directly adjacent to an endocrinologist. Which means I see and take blood from a lot of folks that are trans, or nonbinary, or gender nonconforming.
Do you have any fucking idea how easy it is, in customer-service speak, to respect someone’s gender?
I mean, I’ve had super awkward situations where I have to say things like ‘I’m sorry, that name isn’t coming up in our system. Is there another name…“ And without fail they provide their deadname and I plug it in and I say ‘Ok, that came up, do you want me to fix that in our system?” And they say ‘Yes’ and then I ADD IT AS A SYNOMYMOUS NAME. Same as I would for someone recently married or divorced. The end.
I have never experienced a situation in which I have felt motivated to ask someone’s pronouns.
I have had situations in which I have thought to myself ‘I have no idea if this person is ‘sir’ or ‘ma'am’ and instead have gone ‘Next patient please?’ or ‘I can help who’s next’ or ‘I can help you now’ while looking directly at them.
I have had situations where I’ve gone ‘I’m like 90% certain that I’ve been given a record with this person’s deadname because this name does not match at all the gender presentation of the person I’m looking at’ And I say ‘Ok, can you spell your last name for me? Ok, spell your first name? And your date of birth?’
and then I quietly write ‘preferred name [the name they just spelled] on the top of thier record.
THIS IS NOT HARD.
And if this is not hard for me, as a person working in medicine who has to make certain that the person I’m talking to is the same person on the medical record that I’m looking up, how much easier must it be for, say, a barista who doesn’t give half a fuck who you are? I’ve BEEN a barista in the past. If a Barista is asking your pronouns, that person is an asshole.
This just gave me so much hope, thank you.
Yup, pretty much easy to respect someone without subjecting them to invasive questioning.
so last night when i was trying to sleep y’know it was dark and quiet and my eyes were closed but then i suddenly started laughing because i remembered this gif
Oh my, I can’t unsee this.