Why aren’t you playing every day? WHY???


Why aren’t you playing every day? WHY???


At my check in at the weight loss clinic I asked about my low blood sugar episodes.
Apparently the question is common enough that they had a handout already printed and ready to be handed out.

Huh. Apparently we can chalk it up to crackers. I’ve been eating crackers a lot and lo and behold, eating crackers leads to blood sugar dive bombs in people with little butchered stomach pouches like mine.
Crud. I like crackers and I have a cabinet full of them. Crud.

Seagulls in Methuen, MA…. 30 miles west of the sea…. They must be lost.

This morning’s agenda includes my year and a half check in at the weight loss clinic. Don’t forget to ask about blood sugar, m’kay?


As daily writing prompts go, this one is pretty lame. I could answer this in all the depth required with one sentence. I guess I’ll try to expand a little and give you a little list. Will that work for you all?
A list of things that make me the most happy. The first two are the important ones (can you guess what they’ll be?) and the rest are in no particular order…
I could add more. Probably hundreds more. These will do for today though. Enjoy.

We are meeting Harry here but we are not going into the store. No worries, just a meet up.

Today’s haiku for you is a sequel to the Journal screen shot post from earlier. The cats were hissing at each other this morning. How are they behaving eight hours later?
Things are okay now.
The cats refrain from murder.
Just for the moment?
