I am in an eggcellent mood today for a couple reasons. First of all, Mr. G had a check-up/blood work and it went very well. His insulin level is down to 6.7 from 7.3 last time. Time before that it was 10.64 so I'm extremely happy that he's still showing good results. Seems like drinking the apple cider vinegar three times a day didn't affect his insulin levels so much as it did his cholesterol. That dropped
several points this time. Reason numero dos why I'm happy is we're FINALLY going to the jewelry store to pick out my diamond anniversary band over the weekend. Remember I bought a champagne diamond ring last year, but it caught on something and I dislodged a stone? Well, I've never gotten another to replace it.
Third of all, Mr. G and I are going out for lunch Saturday. Yay! And sady, no, there won't be pics since I haven't gotten a new camera yet.
BTW, to the person who keeps coming to my site googling "gingervitis," it's "gingivitis," but thanks for the laugh.
There's a new Wilfred Brimley diabetes commercial. In it, he says, "you have two
choices when you're diagnosed with diabetes. You can feel sorry for yourself
or you can--" I have no idea what the second option was because I was too busy screaming, "YES, Wilfred, feeling sorry for yourself is DEFINITELY the way to go. Great idea. Wooo hooo!"
I love the new slogan for Butterfinger--"follow the finger." I wish the manufacturers of Butterfinger would follow my middle finger when the filling of that damn candy bar gets crammed into my teeth. Then I have to follow my finger and dig it out. You notice they never tell you what's in the middle of a Butterfinger, like they do Snickers and Milky Way? That's because it's part sugar, part cement.