Trolling Your Friends

Why would anyone want to be friends with someone who constantly trolls your social media posts?

That’s the question of the day.

It all started with this photo:

Innocent enough, right?

I happened to mention I was eating a low-carb lunch and watching Frozen 2 and cuddling my German Shepherd, when someone I know decided to inform me that my meal was NOT low-carb.

Look, I said low-carb, not no-carb. I understand the ranch sauce may have some form of corn syrup and yes, fruit has sugar and yes, dairy has sugar. But I assure you, it is way healthier than what I really wanted which was chips and queso.

I found these awesome cheese wraps in the KETO section of a supermarket and have been using them as my go-to for lunch. I’m attempting to cut wheat out, because, no matter how you slice it, wheat is inflammatory and it is a start. I took a little knife and spread some chive cream cheese on it, squirted the Smokehouse Ranch, added the deli ham slice, threw a couple of pieces of baby spinach and cut scallions, and then added a side of a few grapes and slices of apple. I was full, satisfied, and guess what folks – I’ve been losing weight.

So for someone to just try to call me out was just… one of those moments when you go, “Really?”

It is not just that, it is other stuff. This particular “friend” always has something to say about something that I post. Once it was about a certain children’s club and another time it was about whether kids should go to school. Clearly we line up on different sides of the equation politically, but really, that is okay. What is not okay is constantly giving me grief on my pages.

I often attribute it to someone visiting your home. Do you come in and begin arguing with your host? Or even worse, what if the person begins to argue with your friends? (Aka comments,) that’s just the straw that broke the camel’s back.

This begs the questions, “If you have such differing opinions and you constantly check someone else, should you remain “friends” with that person?”

I think the best thing to do is simply one of two things: Ignore the comment or respond neutrally, but in a way that says, “Thank you for sharing, but I’m good.” Luckily, FB has a new feature where you can “take a break” from someone. What that means is that person will only see public posts that you post. You can also unfollow them. All good options.

Share with me if you think it is okay to troll a friend? And if so, why? Maybe you are well-intention-ed, or maybe there is something else? I don’t know. Help me understand.

Moving on…

So I decided to finally go for a long walk with the dog.

This should have been okay, but man oh man was it hilarious. Here is my reaction and why it was funny:

All of it seemed a good idea and the dog did get a really good workout, as I did, but man… I’m still paying the price for it. My KNEE. Though I am taking new medicine that helps, I basically threw myself back into inflammation hell. The Ortho doc TOLD ME NOT TO WALK. Did I listen? Nope.

Here’s hoping the week goes off without a hitch and my September is a golden beauty!

Great Reading and Good Eating

One of the newest things Tim and I are doing at home is turning off the TV by 7pm. It’s a new concept for us. We have, for the past 4 years, been escaping into random reality series and binge watching shows on Netflix, Hulu and Amazon Prime. We realized so many things weren’t getting done.

Just last week, I finished the book, “Ribbons of Scarlet” which you can read about HERE. It took me about a week and I simply could not put it down. Since I am more of the biographical, historical fiction kinda girl, I opted for another great option that kept coming up in my Kindle “You May Like” category. The Tattooist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris is the one that kept reappearing.

I ordered it from Amazon and downloaded it to my Kindle. While driving to Macon on Saturday for my hair appointment, I finished the Ribbons of Scarlet and thought what a good idea it would be to go ahead and start my new book. Unfortunately, I forgot I needed access to wireless, so I had to wait until we got home from Macon.

That night I got all cozy in my bed and began, what would become, one of my favorite tales from WWII. Incredible story telling and it is all based on a true story.

Without giving away too much, there is a main character by the name of Lale and he is a Jew and is from Slovakia. When the war began, before Jews were officially being taken away and put in “work camps” or “concentration camps” there were actual calls for men to volunteer to go and work in these camps. Lale, due to his family’s circumstances, chose to volunteer. He ends up at Auschwitz (of all places!!)

I remember as a child learning all about concentration camps. For one, my maternal grandfather fought in WWII and had many, many stories to share. My sister performed in a play about the camp. I saw Schindler’s List and visited the Holocaust Museum in DC. And even more importantly, I have a relative, Judge Shake from Indiana, that was a judge at the Nuremberg Trails. My ancestry on my dad’s mom’s side is German and according to my DNA test, I am 29% German. As you can imagine, anything to do with Germany is of interest to my family.

This story shares how Lale, by the grace of God, was given the job of Tattooist at the camp. With this position came lots of privileges, and luckily, Lale was really good at manipulating the system. Yes, he witnesses many atrocities that you will read about in great detail and yes, there is a love connection that is beyond a fairy tale! (To think it is true.) Lale was a very brave man and there were many times throughout the book that I kept thinking to myself, “What would I have done?”

I think that is the beauty of reading. I got a firsthand account of what life was like in a concentration camp and I kept trying to imagine how I would handle the situation.

I just don’t know.

Needless to say, I high recommend this book. And more great news, there is a follow-up book that explore a life of one of the characters by the name of Cilka. It is called Cilka’s Journey. When the Russians came to liberate the concentration camps, Cilka was actually found to be a collaborator with the Nazis (which she was not,) and sent to Siberia to the work camps. I JUST started that book last night and now I find myself in Siberia in the 1940s. Mama mia!

As promised, I wanted to throw in one recipe for you and it is a super easy one!

Chicken Wrap

  • 2 c. shredded chicken (I used the pulled chicken that is frozen from Tyson)
  • 1/3 cup of Ranch (Sometimes I try different flavor ranches)
  • 4 slices of cooked bacon
  • Butter or Boston Lettuce (used for wraps)

Cook bacon.

Cook chicken.

Combine chicken & ranch in a bowl.

Spoon into lettuce leaves. Sprinkle with bacon (and I usually add shredded cheese.)

Boom and done!