A little amusing observation to start. The other day I was driving around and passed one of our local churches. The sign out front said " Christmas Eve Family Friendly Service: 5:30pm. Traditional Service: 7:30pm."
I mentioned this to Doug and he had the exact same thought. "What kind of naughty elves are coming to the 7:30 service!" We started laughing, what on earth is happening at this church that ... well? Naked elves!? North Pole Dancers!?
We got a bit of freezing rain this morning, which cramped Geoff's daytime routine style. He usually leaves for the gym at 8:15 and is back by 10:30, showers, gets ready for work, etc. Doug didn't want him driving, and he made snarly faces about it.
A few minutes later we were looking out the front door, talking about the mathematical equation of: Freezing Rain + DMV = Yikes when the trash truck came down the side street.
And the driver was coming down the side street, he slid right through the intersection, pounding on his horn to warn anyone coming down our street.
"And that's why we stay inside in the freezing rain," I said. He accepted.
My Monday workday didn't end as strong as I'd hoped. The last appointment in 2024 for the project didn't work with the client, and we ended up deciding to punt to next year. I could tell the guy was not amused. I tried to be upbeat and friendly about it, but this was the second attempt, and it just fell over sideways.
I sat here staring into space for over an hour.
Geoff made us dinner, and he has been trying new things. Sometimes it is more pasta than I want, but, I have to say what he made was delightful. We had a small argument about me wanting more protein so I wanted to roast a couple chicken breasts. He sometimes thinks only of his own taste buds, and, "there's protein in the cheese and broccoli, so you're fine."
After dinner, I took myself to the gym. I had no excuse. I wasn't working late, wasn't futzing with cookies. I had a solid walk on the treadmill, and was proud of myself. I'm always afraid of going too late, and then not being able to fall asleep. But I'm not usually able to fall asleep anyway so, what's the difference.
Tuesday work was dead quiet. I baked more cookies, peanut butter and a bunch of sugar cookies to decorate myself so Jess can take them back to the house where they are sitting for the dogparents when they get back from their trip. We then had an emergency at about 4:45pm and I was online still so I helped out, and I had a good chat with a new director on our team to bring him up to speed on how things work in an emergency like this.
C sent us a box of amazing pizzas through goldbelly so while those were getting ready,Doug went to the market for beer and some ingredients for things for dinner. He forgot milk, so we have to run out in the morning. Could be worse. But we have everything else we need.
Jess will be here, and we invited his aunt and cousin. All I have to do is clear the table after all the cookie decorating.
We put Die Hard on, and Geoff has never seen it, so we watched that together and chilled. We love the old school "high tech" security and bullshit all through the movie. Hacking with typing, no mouse. You know the guy is a hacker because he's got glasses on! Tons of bad jokes and big jerky german dudes. Lots of smoking and swearing. 79 cents for a gallon of gas. Hilarious. Great stuff, Bruce Willis was and is a champ. And I miss Alan Rickman. And it absolutely is a Christmas movie.
Digits below the sugar.
Tuesday digits
exercise: x/12 hours. 13 min. /.58 miles indoor walk. 8500+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
8:30am: 196
5pm: 180
10:45pm: 190
food:
coffee/water
noon: metformin; pbj (low sugar) on 647 bread; a little bit of sugar cookie frosting on my fingers.
3pm: some broken pb cookie action.
6pm: take and bake pizza gift from C! Metformin+jardiance
Several peanut butter cookies
High Noons
Monday digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Gym: 23 min walk, 1.05 miles. 9400+ steps by bedtime (couldn't force those last 500ish steps at 11:45pm...)
blood glucose:
9am: 179
5pm: 154
11pm: 205
food:
coffee/water/tea
9:30am: chocolate peanut butter cookie
noon: last bit of the chicken soup leftovers; some left over tuna salad, another cookie; metformin
6pm: cheesy pasta shells w/broccoli, chicken breast chunks; metformin+jardiance
9pm: 2 baby bells
several cookies
white wine
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