Plant Swap Day at the Brewery

First Sunday of each month is plant swap day at one of our favorite breweries. The front of house manager/beer keeper has gotten to know us and cheered when we came in. It's been a few months since we've gone, probably in the fall so longer than I think. Actually it was probably right before we lost Phineas. She and I are instagram pals so she's kept up with the dog news and the new dog and wanted to know why we didn't bring her. 

We left her home so we didn't have to think about managing her and beer. Managing Phin and beer was sometimes a challenge and he was only 35 pounds. She's about 60. And big and enthusiastic. So we'll wait until it is nicer and warmer and we can hang out on the patio, where the dogs hang out, and make dog friends. 

Plant swap was hopping, tons and tons of people, and plants, and I went there empty handed with nothing to swap but I like the free table because there are sweet finds and sometimes some pottery. I met a guy named Chris who was willing to part with some of his pottery because he didn't want to schlep it home. 

We had a nice visit with my beertender pal and it was a fun nice time. We headed home with a stop over at a fried chicken joint that I'd heard was good. They have fried chicken, it is true, but it was not good. Sadly, Popeyes is better. I felt let down by the recommendation from a coworker on this one. 

Doug got a Cubano panini and it was much better, very tasty. We got one for Geoff to bring home to him. And it appears that they have possibly actual good pizza. So being a fried chicken place with crummy fried chicken, well that was disappointing. I came home hungry. I doubt we'll go back there. 

Home and happy to be welcomed by Toffee with enthusiasm and joy. I chatted with Linda for quite a while and enjoyed her puppy (even though she thinks he is a little monster). And all told, not a good carbs day and a no exercise day, but, a good day. And that's a nice way to end the working week. 

Back to the working week tomorrow. sigh. 

Here's a picture of beer. Digits below.

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps. No dedicated 10. Lots of basic steps but nothing sustained or exercisey. 5k+steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:30am: 183
n/apm: ate dinner early right after beers and messed up timing 
10:30pm: 192

food:

coffee, water
11am: bowl of mac & cheese w/hamburger; metformin
beers at Atlas, bag of potato chips at about 3pm
4:30pm: 1/4 fried chicken (meh) cole slaw, 2 small rolls
5:30pm: metformin+jardiance
7:30pm: pbj on 647 bread
2 beers