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Took all 4 pills yesterday, and 265% of Latnus, blood sugar this AM: 465, after 8 hours.
Any loud noises from New England Monday AM will be my GP calling me back.
Calm down. Here, have a coke and a twinkie. 
Why do so many people BELIEVE fake news stories???
That might LOWER my blood sugar!
Well, think of it this way: you don’t have to worry about vampires coming to drink your blood. Hummingbirds, maybe, but not vampires.
The predicted high every day for the next four days is 94. I hate July.
I don’t know, there may be vampires who have a sweet tooth…
Can’t be any worse than the prednisone …
:smack:
This made me laugh, thank you for that! I have the opposite problem, my blood sugar gets too low. I’ve been known to tear open sugar packets in restaurants and eat the sugar straight.
An update on the boyfriend situation. We haven’t broken up, we’re still together, but we’re spending some time apart. He finally tells me that I’m too negative and too much of a nit-picker. I said I’d give him the nit-picking thing, I know I do that and need to work on it, but where’s the negative coming from? Apparently I was too down when I was in that horrible job last year and when I was unemployed. I said “You’ve never been unemployed, you have no idea how scary it is!” Then I asked him how I was supposed to know it was a problem when he wouldn’t tell me anything until he was ready to walk out. 
:mad:
There was plenty of tears and yelling, mostly by me. I told him if he wanted to leave he could. He said he didn’t want to leave. I asked him if he was willing to work on things and he said yes. I asked if he thought we were going to be OK and he again said yes. I told him to go do his own thing this weekend, so we’ll see how it goes when he comes over for dinner tomorrow.
Heh - no, Pat Benatar is not a Philistine or only a Philistine. She’s a very talented, very successful musician, and people who don’t know who she is are Philistines. 
Okay passers-by, neighbors and idiots: it’s NOT AN APPLE TREE! Not crab apples, not regular apples, not any kind of apple. They’re shinseki pears and THEY’RE NOT FUCKING RIPE SO STOP PICKING THEM! Also, keep your fucking mitts out of the strawberry patch. This is all on private property; if you want to pick fruit, go to a fruit orchard and pay someone, or come over and volunteer to weed the goddamn berry patch.
Yes, I put a sign out there saying pretty much that.
Good for you. I hate that shit - if it’s on someone else’s yard, you know it’s not yours, so keep your pear-picking hands off of it!
With the tree, ever think of enveloping it in bird mesh until they are ripe? It might work using the principal that if it takes a bit of effort to do something, it will dissuade the honest person from doing it [which is why a simple hook on a screen door will keep most people out unless they are outright criminal.] Maybe a netting tunnel over the strawberries?
Yeah, but then I couldn’t bitch about it! We may do it for the strawberries next year. Anybody who has tended and picked strawberries knows how backbreaking the work is. Migrant workers avoid it if at all possible. The pears caught us off guard this year, as half the tree died and had to be cut off. The rest of the tree is covered with pears; more than in the previous three years combined. These are awesome when canned, by the way.
I hates flying. Actually, flying is OK, its the TSA that just ticks me off. I didn’t know that their flipping metal detectors go off over underwire bras. Of course, a lot of that is because I’m so used to just walking through security gates, hearing them go off and getting waved through because I’m pushing the magic hand truck. Seriously, the only easier way to get through security at the Prescott court house would to be delivering pizza.
So, my husband and I are almost home. Husband, home, gawd, I love saying those words. I’m going to allow myself to indulge for a month and then I’ll try to taper off.
So, did anyone miss me? Did anyone notice that I was gone? Lie and make me feel good, please!!!
Hawaii was wonderful, honeymoon was wonderful, my new husband is wonderful and I love being married to him.
The feral cat problem in Hawaii is overwhelming. Everywhere we went, I saw intact males and lots of kittens, which means the at the females are intact as well. So lots of hungry cats, birds that don’t know to be careful of cats and kittens. OMG, the kittens 
Seriously people. One. More. Fucking. FB post about trayvon Martin / George zimmerman and my head. Is. Going. To. Explode.
Stopstopstopstopstopstopstop.
Oh flatlined, glad you and your HUSBAND had a good trip, and we did miss you.
We missed you bunches flatlined! Did you bring us leis, pineapple, and chocolate covered macadamia nuts?