Ayurveda update

For a relief from "night backache, try Doan's Pills!" Remember the commercials? Did you ever wonder what they were? Quaaludes? Willow bark? Sugar? Mother's little helpers? (Turns out they're some kind of anti-inflammatory drug in the salicylate class, which also includes aspirin.)

They came to mind yesterday on my walk to work when I realized my hips didn't hurt. I bounced across Speer like a puppy, whereas most days, I feel like a boxer dog with hip dysplasia.

As a girl of a certain age, I'm blessed to have only minor aches and pains, but do from time-to-time feel my hips. A not uncommon complaint among the ladies of my set.

Not sure what prompted this development. Maybe it's the extra omega 3s or the turmeric-and-whatever tea or the regular slathering of sesame oil, but the old pod felt lighter yesterday, less encumbered. Definitely encouraging.

More to come.

Namaste, y'all.

P.S. For a serious trip-and-fall down memory lane, check out this vintage TV ads from the early '70s. The K-Tel Knitter is priceless!

One-skein shawl class up to two skeins

So I was like advertising my advanced beginner shawl class as a $25 quickie, but by the time I rounded the border of this lovely shawl, all that remained was a ball of yarn about the size of a quail's egg. Not even enough to bind off.

Gauge issue? Too many increases? Whatever, I needed more yarn. And not just any yarn but more Sleep Season.

Sleep Season has become something of a cult favorite at Wild Yarns. Dyed by a woman in Littleton, the skeins walk out the door almost as soon as they arrive. If you want the best selection, stalk Wild Yarns' Facebook page for updates.

I suspected finding another skein of my colorway--Moody Monday--would be like a sighting a yeti. And with my class starting on Tuesday (hurry, now, there's only two spots left!), I decided there had been enough dithering and high-tailed myself to the yarn store.

Pawing through Kelly's few remaining skeins, I unearthed "Web of Shadows." More greens and teals, less red but the same wonderful indigo trending to purple.

See how it blends with the shawl-in-progress? I think it will add nice contrast to the border without distracting from the pretty stitches.

That naughty planet Mercury must be well on its way to righteous directatude.


Cholesterol poster child, part II

"You have Hashimoto's."

"How do you know I have Hashimoto's?" Having read my history and taken note of the prematurely (ahem) grey hair, she gave me the "duh" look while scribbling notes.

She asked about antibiotic useage. Lots of tetracycline as an adolescent. This prompted another knowing look.

Checking lab results, she pointed to how since going vegan my triglycerides have risen steadily. Then she took my pulses, much like an acupuncturist would.

She begged a moment of quiet, sensing a chatterer in her midst, and scribbled more notes.

Finally the instructions: Self massage with Brahmi Sesami Oil, 1 Tbs fish oil, probiotics twice a day, the above pictured herb mixture three times a day in warm water (not bad, actually), a Vata-balancing/blood-sugar-balancing diet (limiting wine to two glasses a week, ensuring protein and fat at every meal, limiting carbs) and lab tests to check for inflamation, gluten-intolerance, among other other ills.

Advising me that I was on a fast-track to metabolic syndrome and eventually diabetes, Dr. Desai urged me to include high-quality, full fat(!) dairy and/or fish, poultry and eggs in the diet. And, maybe, she suggested in your case cholesterol is not bad.

I left, head swimming and laden with bottles of fish and massage oil. Two days later, the herbs showed up in the post.

Over the past year, I've absorbed a lot of vegan information and propaganda and have learned something about factory farming. Are there happy meats and eggs? Will this protocol ameliorate these heretofore unknown issues?

The doctor suggested that I might be able to stay vegetarian but not vegan. "There are no societies that have ever been vegan," she said. "Very few people can get away with it, most can't."

At least for now, bring on the goat cheese!


Cholesterol poster child

When we last left our heroine, she had learned that a year of mostly plant-based eating resulted in no change in her serum cholesterol levels. Raw kale salads, juiced chard, BBQ mushroom sliders did nothing to clear the fat from her blood (though it did eliminate seven stubborn pounds of love handles, for which she is most grateful).

Not happy with her traditional medical options (statins, which rot your brain--there's data), our lipid-averse heroine decided to seek other solutions. Chelation therapy was suggested, but a visit to the recommended practitioner's website revealed a smug, veneered smile and the protocol: IVs of foreign substances enter your body to remove unwanted metals and toxins. Creeped the heroine out. And the data? Hardly convincing.

Convinced that diet had to be at the heart of it, our heroine considered Mediator Release Testing, which checks for all manner of food and food additive sensitivities. This intrigued, but the cost was off-putting.

Two independent recommendations of a medical doctor certified as an Ayurvedic practitioner, intrigued. How could our heroine argue with 5,000 years of tradition tempered with Western medical knowledge?

It took almost three months to get a new patient appointment, a good thing given the amount of homework required by the visit: Family history, personal history, lifestyle, diet journal and four or five years of blood work results. And reading, should you choose.

The appointment represented a complete paradigm shift for our heroine, who has spent a lifetime slurping skim milk and avoiding saturated fat.

Stay tuned for more details tomorrow!

More Nake-id Faves



Don't you find it cheering to think about things you love...even if they are things? Like how a new skein of sock yarn might spark an idea--like a pencil skirt? Put your pins-of-a-certain-age in tights and rock it, baby! Or the taste of something exquisite in a restaurant might push you to try something new at home. (Who doesn't need another bottle of flavored balsamic? I mean, really.)

Take the item pictured above. When I first saw one of the baublicious belt buckles, I was shameless, "Did you make more?" I asked.

Whipping out her iPhone, Stephanie displayed the fruits of her fused-glass endeavors and I selected this pretty thing. Will be augmenting it with it with this.

Some other fun things to turn your head this weekend:

Life. Changing. Frosting. Coined by the above mentioned Stephanie. (Scroll down until you reach Cardamon Rose Cupcake.)

Reading. Newly committed. (Until the next plate of lox. People, it's a process.)

Can't wait.

Meditating. And snoring. (Another process.)

Whoops. (But on sale! And vegan.)

Vintage knitting time sink. Surf at your own risk. (Thanks Kelly!)

Speaking of age...

Fabulous. Iced.

Need to catch up on.

What's on your love list this week?

Ciao, Bellas!



The coolest birthday gift

Our Aunt Shelley, who had the bummest liver ever, received the gift of a healthy new organ on my birthday. There are still many questions and much healing to come, but it appears she's taken to her new liver beautifully.

As a family, we are mindful that the donor is no longer with us and that the donor's friends and family are grieving, while we are feeling hopeful and full of thanks. The donor's loved ones should know that Shelley is a much-needed, much-loved member of her immediate and extended families, someone who is full of humor, energy, love and curiosity.

When I first met her more than 20 years ago, she took me shopping--as is her way--and I asked Shelley, who's a therapist, "How do you know, if he's the one (speaking of Mr. Nake-id)?"

There was no, "Oh, you'll know" or mystical soul mate rhetoric. She just said, "You don't. You never know. You just do it, work at it and hope for the best."

I did know, though. I knew that I belonged with not just Mitch but also his family. I am blessed to have two loving, supportive and spirited families, and over the years, Shelley has been a big part of the hijinks on Mr. Nake-id's side.

Please send a prayer Shelley's way and to the family and friends of her donor. And take a moment to check your organ donor status, if you've made that very personal choice, and register if you that's your inclination.

It can make the difference between another birthday and none.

Nake-id faves

I adore love lists, they're a great way to learn about delicious reads, eats, knits, beauty potions, films, exhibits and naught indulgences.

Some recent faves:

Absolute Bliss, currently on sale at Natural Grocers. Non-dairy, life-changing. We're mad for the stuff.

Pick up Potok. Adored this novel, which brilliantly illuminates a much-misunderstood people.

Blog envy. Here. Here. And here. The food. The photography. The writing. Go play.

Recently intrigued.

Newly appreciating. Such lovely, clean patterns. Want to knit this and this. Maybe this, too.

Need more time to plumb. So many classes, so little time.

Can't make it and heartsick.

Anxiously awaiting.


Dying to see. Because of Rome. And Woody Allen. And Alec Baldwin.

Ready for the weekend. Carpe, carpe diem.


Sock yarn for shawls

The project: Mizzle Shawl by Patricia Martin

Techniques: Counting, yarn overs, ribbing

The yarn: Sleep Season Sock, one skein, available at Wild Yarns

Absolutely loving it. For about $25 bucks, you get the perfect little shoulder cover. Ideal for over-air-conditioned offices and late summer date nights. And I'm teaching it in August. Call Kelly at WY for details.

Ciao, Bellas!

Vegan Peach Zucchini Bread recipe

This is what we had in the house when Nake-id IT indicated a desire for something sweet. Being that kind of wife, I got busy immediately. It didn't hurt that there was writing to avoid, either.

Peach bread is a family favorite and one of the few recipes that came with me into the marriage. Take it with a grain of Himalayan Sea Salt:

Cream togrthrr two eggs, 1/2 cup shortening and 1 1/2 cups sugar (reduce to one cup if using canned peaches. Add two cups mashed peaches, two cuops flour, one tsp cinnamon, 1 tsp baking powder, 1 tsp baking soda and 1/4 tsp salt. Add 1 tsp vanilla, 1/2 cup chopped nuts. Bake at 350 for about 40 minutes in a greased loaf pan.

Here's the new age version (adapted from Hell Yeah It's Vegan):

3 tbsp chia seeds whisked into ½ c + 1 tbsp warm water*
½ c neutral-flavored oil
1 1/2 cups pureed jarred peaches
1 cup organic cane sugar
1 tsp vanilla
1 cup grated zucchini
1½ c all-purpose flour
1½ c whole wheat flour
1 tsp salt
1 tbsp baking soda
1 tsp baking powder
1 tbsp cinnamon


Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Grease two loaf pans.

Mix wet ingredients in one bowl, dry in another. Then combine, stirring until combined. Spoon into loaf pans.

Just one more way to squash an over abundance of zucchini.

Zappa finished

Belongs on a fancy design blog, don't you think?

Certainly one of a kind.

Yarn: Imperial Stock Ranch Columbia 2-Ply and Rowan British Breeds Undyed Chunky

Pillow insert: 18" feather