Here it is, a transcript with some annotations.
Okay, good, we are good.
So, I wanted to, um, been thinking about doing an update lately and haven’t found the time, I’ve got some time right now, so I wanted to kind of just share some thoughts that I’ve had with everybody.
First off, I have, I just want to make this clear that even though our Facebook page is called Blessed Little Homestead, it’s not a homesteading page, per se. This is a journal of our life. It’s an extension of our blog where I journaled there and turned it into a Facebook page many years ago, five or six.
It’s not a homesteading page because the Nauglers are not homesteading, even using the silly popular definition of the word. They are simply camping on some shitty property and have it looking like third-world refugee camp (and that’s an insult to refugees, who at least try to keep their places neat). This is not something I just pulled out of my ass. I have been there. It’s a mess.
And, um, we share every bit of aspects of our lives, some of which is homesteading, most of it’s not. Most of it’s just the general stuff that happens in our everyday life.
So, um, I just wanted to get that out of the way because I’m tired of people saying, “Oh, this isn’t about homesteading.” No, it’s not. It’s about my life. So, there it is. If you’re interested, hey, welcome. If not, there’s probably three million other Facebook pages you can follow.
So, after, um, that, I wanted to also say that a lot of the people that follow our page do so because in some way they can relate, or they’re interested, or whatever it might be, and that kind of brings an issue up I’ve been thinking of lately and I wanted to, um, just kind of say out loud.
Everything that we do is nit-picked, and whatever. I don’t really worry about that too much. People, you know, don’t like what we made for dinner, or don’t like how we home school, or whatever it might be, but that nit-picking is just people’s opinions and that’s fine.
Please notice this. She says, “. . .we share every bit of aspects of our lives,” with a minimum of 47,000 people and then turns around and says, “Everything that we do is nit-picked.” As Larisa Baraldi (Charles) would say, “Let me ponder that.”
But I know that it happens to me, but I’ve noticed that it’s not just me that that happens to. Um, I was on a group the other day where a woman was complaining about her, her being attacked for some, um, body modifications that she had made, and people were really cruel to her, about that, and I just thought that was completely unfair.
But I know that I’m not the only person who people make fun of what they eat, or pick on what they eat, or you know, the Stove Top stuffing that we made the other night was somehow not organic enough for people. Those things affect our emotions and some people are more susceptible to them, and I just kind of think that social media’s great, and we have this huge network of people I have met online that I just probably would have never met otherwise, um, friends from other countries that I would have never met these people had it not been for this wonderful social media network.
Here. Go read it. This is why she gets criticized over Stove Top Stuffing Mix. She brings it on herself.
However, people lose this connection when there is just typing on a screen it seems, because, I don’t, I mean, there are people out there who will say, “Hey, that’s gross, what you’re eating, you shouldn’t eat those things, you’re starving your kids, you know, you shouldn’t do this or that,
there’s always those people, but it seems to be more prevalent and I think everybody might need to step back just a little bit when you see something on Facebook or wherever that might not fit your personal needs, try not to make the person who’s posted that feel this big [shows small amount with fingers].
You mean like that?
Or perhaps that?
Because it’s, it’s wrong. You just don’t do that. You don’t tear down people. Um, you know, my husband made a point the other day that the blogger, that blogs about me, is this sort of, you know, feminist, who claims to be this big feminist, but she tears me down every chance that she gets, and it’s not just, oh, well, because of this or that, she tears down my choice of hairstyle. She tears down my teeth, which I know, I have bad teeth. It’s genetics, it’s I smoked for years, there’s a lot of things that combine to that, um, but she tears me down.
She seems to be confused. Women should be treated fairly. I marched for that. Women should not be given a free pass just because they have a vagina. Fakes, phonies and grifters are still fakes, phonies and grifters even if they are women.
Here’s what I’ve had to say about her hair.
Nicole got pissed about this, but I thought it was funny as hell. I never mentioned her name.
But you see, Nicole made fun of the women, especially the women, who marched in the Women’s March. There were millions of us who marched around the world, and she made fun of us, made fun of how we look. I responded here.
And I don’t understand why we are so hell-bent on tearing people down.
Speak for yourself.
So I just want to say, please, just, if you don’t have anything nice to say, keep it to yourself. I mean, seriously, there’s no reason to make someone feel bad about decisions that they’ve made, especially if they’re proud of them, like my hair or that woman’s body modifications that, you know, not my thing, but she loves it and I’m happy for her for doing it.
Um, the other thing I wanted to get into was sort of what’s going on in our lives with some of the issues that we’ve been dealing with the past couple of years, you know, with our CPS case, which I will do that another day, I’ll go into all that another day, um, the business that’s growing just wonderfully has been doing so well and I’m so happy about that, and um, the fact that we still have these, I call them psycho-stalkers now, because they’ve evolved from just internet trolling to actually being psycho-stalkers and that’s one thing I did want to address today, um, part of the reason [unclear, mumbling] was that I posted about how I had let my business tax ID, I’m not even sure what it’s technically called, my registration for my business, as a. . . [cuts off]
Part 2 coming up when I get it done. My obsession with this doesn’t extend to spending every waking hour on it.