Sunday – 272
Monday – 253
Tuesday – 231
Wednesday – 213
This would be my blood sugar counts for the last 4 days. High, but coming down. Consider they’ve been in the upper 300’s. At this rate, I’ll be at a happy place in about 5 days. This past weekend was a holiday weekend, meaning, I’ve had to breathe BBQ ribs and Tagliatelle, NOT made with whole wheat pasta. Potatoes, ice cream. It’s been a struggle. I’ve NOT had a coke in 3 days. I’ve swapped to Coke Zero, which I can stand 3 to 4 swallows of. More, if it’s frigid cold. I’m drinking a ton of water as well. I’ve drank 2 crates of water since the weekend. I’m living on the toilet. But hey, according to my mom’s scale, I’m at 230 – the lowest I’ve been in a long, long time.
I’ve been in the Interior since last Thursday night. We leave for home tomorrow morning. Today, I get to go to Sam’s and get a new card, get an oil change and a pedicure. Tomorrow, we go home to angry kitties. We’ll probably have to open doors to air the place out. It will be hot and rainy, but it will need to be done.
Underline the word ‘need’.
We’ve never left them this long, but there was no fundage and I got paid later than I expected. No fundage, no fun.
We’ve had RAIN for 2 straight weeks. We are in for rain for the next 2 weeks. Damn you, Alberto. Move on, will ya?
And now for the recipe portion of this post.
Serve with rice or steamed broccoli. I’ll have Richard Armitage, with a side of Porter, thank you.