7 Quick Takes Friday!

#7

So my “sloppy seconds” post went a little viral this week. It was shared many thousands of times on social media (can I just say that I ♥ the vanity counter at the bottom of my posts?) and I got more pageviews in one day than I usually get in two weeks.

It was pretty awesome, watching my stat counter have an identity crisis and think it was Jen‘s stat counter. Lincoln had a fever, though, and was extremely clingy, so aside from occasionally checking my stats and releasing comments, I mostly stayed off the internet for the last two days. I finally got around to reading all the comments on that post last night.

#6

The purpose of my post was not to conduct an experiment in social media, expectation, and reading comprehension, but it certainly functioned as an effective one. Given the provocative title and the criticism of abstinence-only education, I’m guessing that many people read the post expecting an anti-religious, pro-kids-having-sex screed. What’s fascinating is the number of people who responded to the post they were expecting to read, instead of the actual post.

Take this comment, for example: “Elizabeth’s story is sad. You however have chosen to attack people of faith that believe sex was made for the confines of marriage.”

There were plenty who made the opposite assumption as well, and assumed I was gung-ho with the Sexy-Sex and Condoms Sex Ed.

I’ll admit that part of the misconception was my fault. I gave a sharp critique of abstinence-only education and did not offer an alternative. I plan on writing a follow-up about possible alternatives, but I don’t really have an answer to the big sex ed question. More to the point, the issue I brought up in the post is serious enough to merit an entire post (maybe several, maybe a whole book) and I didn’t want to muddy the waters by turning the post into a list of hypothetical alternatives.

Even so, really? I’m attacking religious people? Really?

#5

Honestly, sometimes I wish I could grade comments based on reading comprehension. Usually my commenters are wise and insightful. But on posts that generate lots of social media traffic like this one, this is what I want to do to at least half of the comments:

If you don’t even pay enough attention to realize that the blog you are reading is on the Patheos CATHOLIC Channel and therefore is probably not an anti-religious blog, maybe you should hand over your keys to the internet.

#4

I think my fairy godmother sensed my frustration with the internet, though, because when I went to Whole Foods to get on-sale chuck roasts last night, there were scads of beautiful, dark red, organic cherries on sale for a criminally low price (for Whole Foods, at least). I bought a bag even though it was so not in our budget this week, and I do not regret it. The children were beyond delighted and we’ve spent most of the morning eating ourselves sick on cherries and chasing each other around the kitchen with sticky cherry-juice hands.

Actually we’ve eaten almost all of them already, and I might have to swing by Whole Foods again tomorrow when I go pick up Kassie from the airport to get some more. Even though that would push our grocery budget into self-destruct mode. How irresponsible is it to buy cherries instead of milk for a week? It is fruit, after all. And plus, antioxidants.

#3

Did you catch that? Kassie‘s coming to see me tomorrow! I am so ridiculously excited. I love this girl. She is the best ever. She is going to be here for the female minions’ dance recital tomorrow and they are also ridiculously excited. They worship her because she gave Sienna an old pair of her toe shoes, and because she’s the only other adult they know who will sit down with them and watch 12 Doctor Who episodes in a row.

#2

I wanted to get a picture of us, like all the cool bloggers do when they meet up, but the stupidly accurate digital scale that I had the hideous foresight to buy last month informs me that I gained 12 (freaking TWELVE) pounds during my week-long course of prednisone.

That means I am now only thirteen pounds down from the weight I was at when I GAVE BIRTH TO LINCOLN.

My fat jeans are no longer my fat jeans, once again. They are my “only pants that button” jeans. And I can’t even take a neck-up picture because I have the dreaded corticosteroid moonface.

I hate prednisone. It is absolutely the devil’s medicine. Four months of diligent, daily exercise and smart eating were just almost entirely undone by one week of stupid, evil prednisone.

#1

And now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go cry and feel sorry for myself without the solace of either ice cream or chocolate. This is unfair, unwarranted, gratuitious weight gain, and I can’t waste the opportunity to throw a legitimate pity party.

(Jen, you can totally revoke my disqualification. I could definitely give you a run for your money in the Complaining Olympics right now. Even my thoughts are made up entirely of expletives.)

Speaking of Jen, go and see her for more quick takes, and the explanation for that aside.

  • http://twitter.com/OneCatholicMama Amelia Bentrup

    Totally not irresponsible to buy cherries instead of milk for a week. We LOVE cherries..and they are full of antioxidants and all sorts of good stuff.

  • Hannah Reinhard

    Looking forward to reading your high traffic post! Enjoy those cherries and don’t let the prednisone get you down!

  • Marie @ Joy Beyond the Cross

    I hate, hate, hate prednisone! It is evil. I had to take it as part of chemo treatment some years back and I shied away from any pictures. Well, and combined with the fact that I didn’t have any hair and didn’t look good in hats…that might have had something to do with it to. But, I think the prednisone was worse than the hair loss. I used to joke (when I was in a joking mood) that I had a bowling ball with blush on top of my neck. My face was so puffy and round.

    I hope you have a good weekend!

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  • CS

    I posted a loonnng comment at the SEX post, about alternatives. My long-winded thinking-aloud suggestions.

    Hope you feel better soon, and have a wonderful visit! Seriously, you are not your weight. I bet The Ogre tells you that.

  • tedseeber

    I’ll have to use that excuse. I shocked myself at 310 lbs this year- the largest I’ve ever been. I got down to 306, then had a bad cold, then couldn’t breathe for a month, and went on prednisone.

    I’m scared of the scale, but when I was at the doctor’s office, despite all the salad I’ve been eating, I’m still….306

  • Tina Marie

    Personally, I hate prednisone, but it Is a necessary evil…and as for cherries, I’m heading to Whole Foods now to get at least a pound. I love, love, love cherries! And if God didn’t want us to eat cherries by the pound, He wouldn’t have made them so incredibly good!

  • http://revertedxer.blogspot.com/ Gen X Revert

    Maybe the prednisone is causing you to attack religious people – have you checked the side effects list?

  • Angelica K.

    For what it’s worth, I loved your “Sloppy Seconds” post. I thought it was spot-on. As for alternatives, I don’t think there’s a whole lot that any one person can suggest that will magically make the whole situation better. As a Catholic woman, I don’t feel slighted, and, as a nurse, I’m happy to know that there are advocates for better health education out there; whatever that education should entail. Thank you for your thoughts!

  • ARM

    Yeah, steroids are horrible even when they’re necessary – you should see how fat and puffy-faced a person can get after six months of dexamethasone. Prednisone is Mickey Mouse stuff, by comparison. (Of course, my mother-in-law is convinced the weight gain is my fault for not keeping him on a strict diet of unsalted, steamed lentils. . .)


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