Bits and Pieces, None of them Related to the Other

It’s a late Sunday afternoon,a  gorgeous October day that makes my heart squeeze.  The light here in October is just perfect.  The blue of the sky intensifies, and the colors are amazing.  It’s a paean of praise to the Creator, and a reward to us for enduring the dog days of August.  I truly love fall here in my corner of PA. 

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I just wiped up the kitchen, after loading up the dishwasher.  I have a new kitchen, which any of you who have been with me for a while know all about–probably in too much detail.  I really love my countertops. Granite, in a pretty pattern called Kashmir White–or maybe White Kashmir, I don’t remember. (This is not my sink–just a stock picture I pulled of Google images, but the cabinets below are pretty much the same color as mine.) They clean up so quickly and easily, and they’re very forgiving.  Right now, I’m enjoying a cup of orange tea sweetened with a teaspoon of honey (gotta watch those carbs!) as I listen to the dishwasher  do its dreary chore for me.  This is the first time I’ve ever had a dishwasher that really works, and I love it.  I think even Terry is becoming convinced it was a good idea.  The kitchen’s not quite finished because there is lots of outdoor work Terry took care of in the good weather, but he’ll get back to it when he can’t be outside any more.

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I’m also thinking about my church this afternoon.  Our pastor and one of our deacons are visiting missionaries we support in Mozambique, so the assistant pastor and a couple of other men are filling the pulpit. We have an unusual number of biblically sound, gifted-to-teach men in our church, and I love it.  We are blessed, for a relatively small church, with so many godly men who lead their families well.  My son-in-law is one of them.

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And speaking of kids (that was a pretty good segue, don’t you think?)  I really love going into the church on Sunday and seeing three bright and shiny faces smiling at me. “Hi, Grandma!  Is Grandpa here?”   All my grandchildren hold their own special places in my heart, and they will only understand that when they are grandparents themselves, if the Lord tarries. 

We got news yesterday that our South Dakota family will be here for Christmas!  Can’t wait!  Can’t even think about it too much or I  just get too wound up.

My grands are growing up so fast!  The oldest is 18, and the youngest is almost six. There are nine of them, with a batch in the middle who are all within a year of each other in age.  I can’t wait to get my hands on them 🙂

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I’m sitting in a new chair in my office here at home.  For several months, we’ve been trying to find a chair that adjusts and supports my wonky back, since I spend a good bit of time in it.  I think we may finally have found one.  It has good lumbar support,

and adjusts to fit my stumpy little legs. So thank you, Lord, for helping us find the right one and making it within our price range. The test of how good it is?  After I’ve been sitting for a while and then I need to stand up.  So far, I’m making that manuever without sounding and feeling like a ratchet wrench.

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Along with many of my contemporaries, I’m fighting the Type 2 Diabetes scourge.   I’ve started swimming a couple of times each week, which should help my back, as well.  I’m counting carbs, and doing pretty well at losing some weight and realizing how much I was overdoing it on the carbs before.  We drove past a Dunkin’ Donuts on our way home from church, and there was a line of cars circling it like an army of ants.

“Go ahead!” I hollered, to Terry’s utter amazement. “Stuff your faces with all those empty carbs, give yourselves diabetes and a belly ache!  I’m driving right on by!”   Truth?  I’m green with envy.  I love donuts.  I want donuts. I’m not getting any donuts.  If I think about it, I get really cranky.  So in a little while I’ll go have a small apple with some cheddar cheese or a little peanut butter, and I’ll convince myself it’s just as tasty as a donut.  Yeah.

But don’t I feel better now that I’m getting some exercise and staying away from all that sugar?   I don’t know.  Maybe.  Ask me again in January after I get my next A1C number.

For those of you who are not diabetic, be thankful you don’t know what  A1C means. And lay off the donuts.

I think I’m done.  See you tomorrow 🙂

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18 thoughts on “Bits and Pieces, None of them Related to the Other

  1. Wandering through my mind is like a wide expanse of wilderness, I’m afraid. This was a wonderful evening chat. What with my poor eyesight and now kidney issues, I am thankful not to be in the rank of diabetes. I noticed the non fasting glucose reading on my blood work last week was 90. Now if I could get back to stage 2 kidney failure I’d have a salt spree! Pickles, pizza, eggs with salt, chips, processed foods–just thinking it makes my mouth water. But we just keep chugging along, right? Have a good week Linda.

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      1. Since March the kidneys have not been doing well but at least I am now out of stage 4 into stage 3 but it is slow. It was the bp that signaled it. Kidney have a great deal to do with controlling bp according to my specialist. Thanks for the prayers. Part of the reason we keep chugging along is because we pray for each other. 🙂

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  2. Good post. I like posts that share. Yeah, I cross over to the dark side too much, being “borderline” diabetic and my brother is doing very poorly having had type II for many years and refuses to watch what he eats. We are sugarholics in my family. Right now in pain with an outer ear infection and this happens to me when my sugar starts getting out of control. I do love fall, but doggone cider mills tempting me! Usually I will make my own treats with far less sugar, not substitutes, less fat and more fiber using whole wheat flour.

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    1. The thing is, we grew up believing that all the foods we loved were healthy. Now we’ve learned that we were eating way too much sugar, way too many carbs, and we have zillions of people struggling with Type 2. We’ve also become more sedentary than our parents and grandparents were, so we’re not metabolizing food as well as they did. Adds up to a lot of grief. But I’m learning 🙂 Thanks for your comments.

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