Pictures of The Honorable Addison Kennicot, Senator to the World Congress representing Great Britain (and Lady Penelope’s old school chum) and of Renée Baptiste, IR Agent 38 are up in the Masquerade album. I’ve also added pictures of the other three cats to the Serendipity album as well. And I finally figured out how to edit the captions! It’s about time! Finished the grocery shopping, or so I hope. Mega bucks spent, but all of it needed. I keep…
I came up with this title after I made my lunch. They really do taste strange together. And it’s definitely the jam. Strawberry or blackberry taste better than grape. Hubby’s supposed to have an 8-hour day, and when he gets home, I’ll finish the grocery shopping that I started yesterday. Spend $200 and didn’t get a whole lot to eat. But that will change when I hit Aldi’s today. I’ll drop the menfolk off at the barber’s, or they…
C. sent me a pic today of Brigitte Andersen, known as Agent 87 in my fic, Masquerade. It’s gorgeous! Definitely a girl for John Tracy. She said she’d do one of each of the agents in the story and I can hardly wait to see how the others turn out! Finished off the toffee today, and will return the container with a post-it note of thanks. Hubby thinks that if I write more than that, she’ll feel obligated to make…
Went to see my GP, Dr. T.E., today about the toe. They x-rayed it and she said it looked good and I could stop buddy taping it. But of more importance was what the scale said! A loss of another 4 lbs since I was there two weeks ago! Woo Hoo! That’s a total of 16 since my visit with the diabetes management people back in April and 24 since my diagnosis in March! It is so good to reach…
Without even trying this has been a high carb day. Breakfast was fine; I had the usual stuff. But I did have some of that delicious toffee around lunchtime, and had leftover ravioli (high carbs) for lunch itself. Then for supper, six pieces of French toast with sugar-free syrup on it. The FT was made with my low-carb bread, yeah, but add a glass of milk in there and I had some pretty hefty carbohydrates! Shouldn’t have pigged out like…
Hubby finally brought home the container of homemade almond toffee that one of his customers gave to him. She knows I particularly love it and must have given me some from a larger batch that she made. It is so light and crispy! I had to put it in the fridge because he had left it at work for several days and the chocolate had melted. I’m only eating a little a day and I am sharing it with the kids,…
I had to go back and make an adjustment when I looked at a map of the area in question as I did some research for later chapters. But it was small, and I noted it in the author’s notes. Now on to chapter 21. The momentum is on Masquerade, so The White Winds will have to wait a bit.
Wahoo! Elfwood has finally put up my Girl’s little fantasy art gallery. I’ve added the link to my favorites on this page, along with my Hubby’s online cartoon. Both are worth looking at, if I do say so myself. Hubby didn’t go to church on purpose today; it seems he’s hurt his foot somehow and besides that, he had a bad night sleeping. When I came to bed around two, he got up and went out to the couch. Not…
I have been booted offline by MSN several times this evening, causing me to change the access numbers twice so far. I only have two more after this one, so things had better stay stable for a bit. My connections speed isn’t up to snuff either. I have to shake my head and wonder what’s going on with MSN these days. Hubby spoiled me tonight. Bought me a jamocha shake from Arby’s. To offset it, he also bought me a…
Vascular surgeon Dr. Cull. He at least introduced himself, and shook my hand, which were points in his favor (unlike an unlamented, now retired neurologist of my not-brief-enough acquaintance). But the only thing he did for me was debride the callous on my foot… again. He wasn’t comcerned about the blood that has pooled behind the callous, deep under the skin but still visible. And when the callous was debrided, it smelled icky, which to me said there was something wrong…