Hey everybody! *waves* Just checking in again to let you know I'm still here and still alive.
First... and most important (read: what freaks me out the most)... my daughter has her first evah boyfriend. *gasp* I really wanna hate him because ... well, it's my DAUGHTER! But, he's a nice guy, a year younger than my munchkin, a wonderful musician, and very polite. *eyes him warily*
I've also been having some strange ... health related problems... and finally went into the doctor to discuss what could possibly be causing my symptoms. Turns out, I'm borderline diabetic. Diet and exercise are now my friends. Today's exercise was mowing the front lawn and weeding the garden. I'm exhausted, but the neighbors must be thrilled now that my yard isn't the eyesore of the neighborhood anymore. *snort* I'm relaxing with a nice frozen fruit smoothie, now.
And, I can't forget waking up after a huge thunderstorm a couple weeks ago only to find the ceiling in the spare bedroom going *drip*... *drip*... *drip*. Naturally, I *flailed* about and called daddy. *g* It helps to have construction workers as family members. Even at 71 years old, my dad high-tailed it over to my house and climbed up on the roof to patch the leak until we got some more respectable weather to rip the roofing off and repair the damage. That will probably happen this week according to my mom.
So, needless to say, the money I had set aside to take a trip across the pond and visit Monkey is now going towards a new roof on my house. *pout* I have to watch my sugar intake very closely and exercise regularly to keep from taking medication. *ponders the pros of that scenario* And, I have a babbling, forgetful, teenager who acts as if she's lost about 100 IQ points most days, running around my house now. *wants to smack some sense back into her*
How much sugar is in alcohol?
First... and most important (read: what freaks me out the most)... my daughter has her first evah boyfriend. *gasp* I really wanna hate him because ... well, it's my DAUGHTER! But, he's a nice guy, a year younger than my munchkin, a wonderful musician, and very polite. *eyes him warily*
I've also been having some strange ... health related problems... and finally went into the doctor to discuss what could possibly be causing my symptoms. Turns out, I'm borderline diabetic. Diet and exercise are now my friends. Today's exercise was mowing the front lawn and weeding the garden. I'm exhausted, but the neighbors must be thrilled now that my yard isn't the eyesore of the neighborhood anymore. *snort* I'm relaxing with a nice frozen fruit smoothie, now.
And, I can't forget waking up after a huge thunderstorm a couple weeks ago only to find the ceiling in the spare bedroom going *drip*... *drip*... *drip*. Naturally, I *flailed* about and called daddy. *g* It helps to have construction workers as family members. Even at 71 years old, my dad high-tailed it over to my house and climbed up on the roof to patch the leak until we got some more respectable weather to rip the roofing off and repair the damage. That will probably happen this week according to my mom.
So, needless to say, the money I had set aside to take a trip across the pond and visit Monkey is now going towards a new roof on my house. *pout* I have to watch my sugar intake very closely and exercise regularly to keep from taking medication. *ponders the pros of that scenario* And, I have a babbling, forgetful, teenager who acts as if she's lost about 100 IQ points most days, running around my house now. *wants to smack some sense back into her*
How much sugar is in alcohol?
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