Running Out of Time

Three hats, half a mitten and a quarter of another hat later and I’m feeling a little burned out. My fingers are stiff and sore, not fun since I have a bit of arthritis in them already (thanks Mom, fab genes!)

I still have to finish three more hats, two pairs of fingerless gloves, three pairs of mittens and if I can manage it two more fingerless gloves. It all depends on how quickly I can get through the rest of it.

And to top it all off I have a few things to sew: headbands, an apron for Grandma, a dog coat and a lot of toys for our pets. Thank goodness for the trusty old Bernina 1630, it lets me zip through seams without a lot of extra thought. Unlike the beast of an old Singer I’m trying to wrangle into submission. That thing is… beastly. I don’t know that much about the other machine, my moms Elna, except that I’m not really allowed to touch it. Hmph.

Just a Quick Post

I’m not dead. Just busy.

  • Two dogs, two cats and a whole lot of fleas. Do you know how annoying fleas are?
  • Sewing, sewing and more sewing. Dresses for myself mostly. I’ll post more on those later.
  • Christmas knitting! And now I think I should have done that back in the summer.
  • I helped put a new floor in the bathroom. Well, I helped lay the tile.
  • Garfield was neutered. Boy was he angry.
  • Christmas sewing.
  • My monitor is on its way out. The screen is yellow and that is why I’m using the default WordPress theme.
  • It will soon be the one year anniversary of when I broke my foot. I still walk with a slight limp when it’s damp and cold out.

It’s astonishing how much time gets eaten up. By the time I get to the computer I’m usually too glazed over from overthinking a bodice or hat crown decreases to do much.

Fat Acceptance Absurdity: Part 2

Update: Another response to my blog with more claims that aren’t backed up. everglade submitted: “Fat Acceptance Absurdity” (Trigger warning: sizeism).

OK, so, first off this person is wrong. There’s plenty of science to back up HAES, and it’s endorsed by the Surgeon General of the USA, so it’s not some silly little anti-science thing. It’s a real, proven, approach to health that works. There’s loads of information available to back this up, and it’s all readily accessible, so our sizist friend here hasn’t even tried to form a fact-based, logical argument, seeing as they don’t even understand what they’re arguing against.

The other issue is: SO WHAT? Even if every claim about the health dangers of being fat were true, so? How does that change the fact that fat people still deserve to be respected, acknowleged and appreciated? It’s massively ableist to judge a person’s worth on their health, especially as health is a relative concept that varies from person to person.

This person needs to do their own research instead of sitting around, being a dick and demanding that the people they’re oppressing come explain why what they’re doing is wrong. As a skeptic, I get the need for evidence-based judgements, but this person hasn’t even tried to do that, and has just hidden behind the status quo as a common sense defence sort of marauding as a scientific stance.

Ughhh.

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I think I explained my points more than adequately with the following post, so no need to respond to the same claims a second time. The only thing that I will add is that I do plenty of research and reading about the issues I complain about. To not do so would be, wait for it, misleading and dangerous because I don’t have a medical background. The burden of proof isn’t on me, either. The FA movement is the one making claims that go against what we already know as fact, my side is the one that has the medical profession behind it. Say what you want, but having most scientific information back you up is pretty awesome.

(By the way, where are these awesome studies I hear so much about? Time to Google, I guess because I doubt most people have ever even read a study, just other peoples blogs and twitter streams.)

Also, Joanna has apparently deleted my comment, unless it’s under moderation in which case it hasn’t appeared yet. I’ll continue to give her the benefit of the doubt for a few more hours, but I’m not holding my breath. In retrospect, I wish I’d saved the comment I wrote, I tried to be “respectful” and only voiced my own personal opinion.

Before I begin I would like to address the charge that I am “virulently hateful” in my “hatred” for fat people.

vir·u·lent/ˈvir(y)ələnt/Adjective

  1. (of a disease or poison) Extremely severe or harmful in its effects.
  2. (of a pathogen, esp. a virus) Highly infective

I’m virulent in my hatred of fat people? Really? Let’s make a few things very clear:

I Do Not

  • Hate fat people for being fat. I hate some people who happen to be fat because of their shitty personalities.
  • Wish to see fat people shoved onto an island somewhere and left for dead.
  • Want everyone to be 85lbs.
  • Nor do I want everyone to answer to me personally about their weight.
  • Think that everyone is a special snowflake who should be treated as such.
  • Walk around singing “Hey there, Fatty Fatty Boom Boom / How do you do?” to every fat person I see.

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Cutting Out Materiel is Hard on the Knees

I spent most of today assembling, cutting out the paper pattern pieces and finally the fabric was cut. I don’t have any place dedicated to sew and no room to set up a table any longer than an hour, maybe two, so I get down on the floor and now my knees hurt.

Oh yeah and my back, too. Something tells me that kneeling on hardwood floors without knee protection was a fairly bad idea and I’m pretty sure I’m going to pay for it tomorrow.

Ah well, I’m nearly done my shirt anyway. Tomorrow I have to take the dogs to the groomers with my parents and that’s sure to be a treat, always is the little wusses.

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Just a quick teaser of something that will be rolled out onto the site soon. I couldn’t find anything quite to my liking, so I decided it was time to make my own. As Ms. Frizzle used to say, “take chances, make mistakes, get messy!”

Right on, Ms. Frizzle, right on.

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