I donned my winter robe and socks and took coffee to the balcony. My sanctuary I guess. When I woke this morning, I said Lord, leave me be, I don't want to get up. He said NO ! So up I dragged myself up and felt better as the morning went on. I fixed myself the diabetic version of cinnamon toast. Will share if you ever need it. Hope you wont. It is a pain sometime but you learn all kinds of tricks to satisfy your need.
I will tell you a fact you don't need to pass on. I had written my hair cut appointment wrong on my calendar yesterday. I showed up a day early. Better early than late. It messed up my rest of the day. So I am off to try it again today. Well you know my secrets and it feels good to confess. The Catholic is rubbing off on me. I guess.
Betty Boop
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