This blog has seen one or the other post about personal stuff over the years... and it's time for another one. Actually, for two, but as they are relatively unrelated topics, I'll make two posts out of it.

Back in 2016, I went on a weight-loss journey that took most of the year, and I've been normal weight ever since I hit that goal weight in September. It did not stay at the goal weight very long - I went slightly above it pretty soon, as in one or two kilos, but that was okay with me. It was still a reasonable weight for me, and I did keep to this okay range for a year or two. Or, actually, even almost three.

However... since then I have gradually, slowly, sneakily gotten back into the habit of eating just a tiny little bit more than I need. Which means, Thank You Captain Obvious, that I've gradually, slowly, sneakily put on a bit more weight again than I'd like to have. Reasons for that (not the putting on, but the eating a tad more) are unclear, but they might include other health issues, a bit of emotional eating or boredom eating, old bad habits coming through again, a genetic predisposal to an appetite that is a bit too large, having the occasional bout of not sleeping enough, and there might be more, but I think that's already quite enough to have on the list, so I'll just stop here.

Now, back in 2016 when I was hardcore dieting, I logged everything I ate and drank to keep track of my calorie input, and very obviously, that worked as a strategy for me. It's a bit of a numbers game to play - how much have I had today already? Was it enough protein? (From experience, I know that I need a certain amount to feel okay, and not perpetually hungry.) Do I really want to eat that bit of chocolate or had I rather be finished earlier with the dieting? How much do I actually need to feel okay, and how much do I actually need for maintenance? It's amazing, and can be a real eye-opener, to weigh out portions and see how much or how little the same amount of calories can be. 

After months of logging all the food, it did get a bit old though. I wanted very much to be able to eat without logging everything as a crutch, and in the start, that worked fairly well. Over time, though, it looks like I'm prone to having just a little bit more than necessary. That's not bad if it happens once in a while and gets evened out by eating less on some other day, and lucky the person who does that naturally, but unfortunately that's not me. I just eat a little more occasionally, and never too little to even it out.

I've tried several times to lose some weight again freestyle, without logging, but it seems like I'm still not good enough at estimating caloric values, and at eating less without having numbers to cling to. So the smart thing would probably have been to do a week or two of tracking now and then, just to make sure my internal calibration, so to say, gets re-adjusted.

Well. I didn't, because I wanted so, so much to be able to wing it... and now I've gotten precariously close to overweight again, and while my clothes all still fit, they fit tighter now. So I've gone back to doing what works for me: Logging everything, and trying to go for a significant deficit each day. (Because I am also, still, an impatient person.)

And, surprise surprise, it's not as bad as I feared. Yes, it is a little more work when cooking, and preparing food. Yes, it also means taking care of what gets eaten (There's the protein quota to be met, which of course has an impact on the kinds of food that are smart to eat, and those that are a less smart choice). However... weighing and logging everything before I eat it also means that it's not as easy to just have a piece of chocolate, or a cookie, or another coffee (with milk, otherwise it wouldn't really count)... and because I'm a lazy person, that already helps with having less of the "boredom food" than I'd usually have. Snack fruit in the afternoon. The bit of chocolate in the break. Taking another small serving, just because it tastes so good. (I blame you, good-quality-food that does not even need a lot of cooking skills to taste delicious.) Having a last spoonful of whatever before putting leftovers into the fridge. All those little things... adding up.

We'll see how it goes now, playing this numbers game this time around. I will be trying to figure out my current daily energy needs while I'm at it (there's a brilliant spreadsheet hanging out on reddit for this), hoping that fluctuating water levels will not muck up things too much. And then, for the future, I hope I'll be smart enough to do a week of logging for re-calibration sooner and not later, so there's less to lose should the numbers go creeping up again.

I know that weight and weight loss can be a sensitive topic for a lot of people, and it used to be for me as well - until I got all my dieting myths and preconceptions blasted by the book "Fettlogik überwinden", which in the meantime has also come out in English, as "Conquering Fat Logic". So...if you have any questions, please feel free to ask.

We were wondering about old-style recipes for cakes a while ago, inspired by some quite old (Art Deco) tableware, which had rather small plates for the cakes (or whatever else would have been served on them).

So I did as you do when wondering about stuff like that - I went into the Internet Archive and the Open Library and had a rootle around for recipe books from the end of the 19th century.

One of the books I came across was a really curious example, with a lot of advertisements, and a lot of recipes, but not just for cooking, no, for about everything from dyeing wool to dyeing hair to cleaning stuff to baking to curing sick horses. It's called the Brill's Family Recipe book. 

I'm not sure if I will actually try one of the cake recipes - but it was definitely very amusing to leaf through this curious mixture, and it does give an impression of what was considered important or necessary recipes back then. 

This year has been a weird one, garden-wise. It was (again) a very dry summer, which meant that a lot of the things that usually bloom were not doing so. That included our wild thyme growing in the area we lovingly call "lawn", though the amount of grass growing there is, let's say, not too high.

Consequently, when the autumn and late autumn were unseasonally warm and a bit more wet than the summer, quite a few of them had a late bloom, literally. That included our wild thyme, which is not entirely surprising.

It also included two calendula plants, but since they are sometimes flowering until November in any way, that was also not entirely surprising.

What really shocked me a bit, though, was this:

Yes, those are strawberry plants. Yes, that is even a small strawberry fruit doing its best to grow.

It's weird, and it is a little bit scary, if you ask me. Looking at how things have gone weird and wonky, time-wise, really makes me wonder that anyone can still be doubting climate change. Folks. Strawberries flowering outside in start of December. There should be no more doubt...

It's time, again, for me to sit down and do the bookkeeping stuff. It's not a thing that I particularly enjoy, but, alas, it has to be done. And that in regular intervals, as I have to hand in the VAT accounting every quarter. (That's actually a good thing, for me, as it means that at least every quarter, I automatically get an overview about how things are going.)

Usually the hacking in of numbers and checking them, and jotting down reference numbers on slips of paper and putting documents into the document folder of the accounting programme goes fairly smoothly, and I'm done relatively quickly. Sometimes though, some little-but-nasty error slips in, and then it's hunting down what happened and where and when and fixing it. I had one this time around, and it took me a while to get where it came from... but now everything lines up again, and looks fairly good, and I've sent off the numbers and paid my dues.

Which means that I can give you a celebratory picture of the little cat with a very silly face:

and then get back to all the rest of work waiting to be done today. 

Thankfully nothing that involves heavy lifting, because I did get the booster shot with the updated vaccine (including the Omicron variants) yesterday, and though I have no other side effects, the area where the jab went does hurt some if I lift the arm overhead, or stretch it out completely.  Side note: The German StiKo, the committee giving the guidelines on who should get vaccinated, still lists only a few groups and people over 60 years of age. Even though there's enough vaccine to get a lot more people immunised. So when I went to get my shot, I had to get an "advisory talk" with a doctor, who had to ask me why I wanted the booster... which you can get even when not on the StiKo list, but only after that advisory talk. Next thing she did was tell me that she personally thought it rather stupid that they'd still not made the list longer, or recommended it to everyone, since the incidence numbers are rising and people still get Long Covid, and there's enough of the vaccine for a lot more people... 

Ah well. Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition, and nobody understands politics.

My plan was to finish some sewing project today - but it has been thwarted... well, I could technically do it, but I'm choosing to let my thumb marinate as recommended instead.

If you're now wondering what I mean... my left thumb currently looks like this: 

It looks much worse than it actually is. That is a moist cover to keep a small, slightly infected wound open and able to ooze out anything that will ooze out. I tried to get a (rather large) pill into a poor sick cat yesterday evening, and that was only partly successful as in part of the chewed-up capsule landed inside the cat (good), and part of the cat's teeth landed temporarily in my thumb (not so good). (The cat is not to blame, by the way, as he was not trying to bite me - he had only two wishes: To close his mouth again, preferably with the pill outside of it, and to get away from this horrible situation. My thumb just happened to be in the way of achieving wish number one.)

Because cat bites are notorious for getting infected, and I need my hands in good working order, I did the very sane and grown-up thing and went to the doc this morning. So now I'm getting antibiotics for a few days and the (tiny little) wound gets a spa treatment. It's not hurting much or really heating up, but there are signs of infection, and since the fascia in the fingers are plentisome and those are not agreeing at all with infections, better to act quickly and hit the bugs with antibiotics than get real issues later on.

Bonus, though: I got reminded of the fact that one of my basic vaccinations needs a refresher, and got the shot while at the doc's today.

So. Lessons to learn from this? If you need to pill a cat, consider wearing (thin leather) gloves right from the start. (Thick gloves will not work, you can't put pressure on the small spots at the jaw joint then.) 

Most importantly: Don't get bitten. If you do, it's a good idea to go to the doc straightaway, as soon as there are the first signs of any infection. Don't wait around, cat saliva is evil stuff.

(Bonus tip: Go check your vaccinations and see if they are all up to date. Second bonus tip: If you're getting antibiotics for any reason, get yourself something to build up a healthy gut biome again while you're in the pharmacy anyways. These meds kill bugs first and never ask, and that includes the ones that are supposed to live happily in your gut.)

The irony of the whole thing, by the way? The pill for the cat was antibiotics...

I've been saving seeds for next year, like I always do, and I was thinking about putting something about the fermentation of tomato seeds here just in case someone is interested, and while looking for some instructions I stumbled across the Garden Myths blog.

Which says, here, that a test of different tomato seed prep methods did not result in any difference in germination rate. 

Well... I do remember reading something, a good while ago, about different methods of preparing tomato seeds. That was some scientific research thingie, geared more towards industrial production, and there were differences in seed viability... so I think I'll stick with my method.

Which is: Take a ripe tomato that tastes well (obviously!), take out some of the seeds (maybe all, if it's a small tomato or has few seeds) and put them into a small glass. Add a pinch of sugar and some water, swirl around. Let stand for long enough, usually between 2 and 3 days, depending on temperature and general conditions. The way I decide whether it's time to get them out or not is swirling the contents around in the glass; when the seeds sink quickly to the bottom of the glass, they are ready. I then put them into a small sieve, wash the gunk off (gently rubbing with the fingers), put them onto a paper towel, and let them dry. 

Worked very well for me these past years, the seeds don't stick together, and they have stayed viable for at least several years. (Might take them longer to sprout if they are older, though.)

Do you save your own seeds? Do you treat the seeds in any way?

The L'Oréal and Ipsos Foundation are running a survey on gender equality in research, available in 6 different languages (German is not among them, but English is). It is asking scientists for their experiences in their careers and work, and according to the survey intro, it takes about 10 minutes to complete. (It took me a bit longer.)

It is especially interesting if you are working in an academic environment or a company also doing research - it's definitely not tailored towards special cases like me, who are working as self-employed people with a research part to their job. But even if I could not contribute to quite a few of the questions, I can at least spread the word further!

The survey is online until September 9, so if you plan to do it, or plan to pass the info on to someone else, you should do it before then.