A kind of quieter day

There are three large machines running downstairs. Dehumidifiers, fans. They are giant. And loud. And vibratey. 

I went to bed last night and luckily was so tired I fell right asleep but woke up at 2. Doug was snoring loudly, and Geoff is staying in the guest room since his bedroom is in absolute turmoil right now and the basement door is open to let air in. So he can't really sleep downstairs. Oh, and the downstairs couch is very comfy but covered with boxes so. No. He'll be upstairs for a little while. 

I didn't have anywhere to just go to put on a podcast or read, like I do when I wake up at 2am. So I just waited to fall back asleep, listening to the hum. I thought it would be like a white noise machine, but the fact I could feel it, I just couldn't go back to sleep for a super long time.

Carpet guy came back today to evaluate the progress and said that things are getting better and drier. He is such a nice guy and said he's been to dozens of houses in the last 48 hours. One house he had to hire a pump truck to have them get the water out of a woman's basement at a VERY fancy house in Potomac. 

It reminded me of years ago when we had some horrible flooding. 

I had woken up to go to the bathroom, knew our basement in the 1774 house was full of water so I went down to just look. It was an unfinished, dirt floor basement, and we would just periodically check to see if the water was coming up too high on the furnace. 

The washer and dryer were up on risers. So we rarely had to worry - we just had to wait for the sump pump to catch up and get the water out, but it had to go somewhere - and sometimes it is just that wet out. I went back upstairs and looked out the bedroom window to see my neighbors, who had just moved in, carrying buckets out of their basement. 

Shit.

I got dressed, got on my boots, grabbed a tall trash barrel and a bucket and crossed the street and introduced myself. 

Turns out, they went to the same college we did, and they just moved in with their 3 kids. The sump pump failed and so they were just ... doing their best. I suggested we start a fire brigade style and just pass buckets up to each other, instead of doing stairmaster 5000. 

We didn't make that big a dent, but someone drove past from the fire department and said they had a pump truck, and would dispatch it as soon as possible. 

The fire department came over to check on us once they pumped out Liz and Ben, and Doug checked to see where the water was and we decided yeah - let's take you up on the pump offer too. 

I remember being very sore. And happy to make new friends. They now live not too far from here in Bowie. We keep talking about getting together. Gotta make that a thing this year.

That's the worst I've ever seen it. So this situation, not so bad. Not so bad in comparison. For sure. 

I'll be relieved though when the machines are not running. 

This morning I ate two English Muffins becauses they are just so freaking good and delicious. And took a picture of the good and deliciousness of one. So good. And I'm not even mad about it because my readings today didn't super suck!

Digits, below.

 digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps. 2k steps by 12:15pm; 6200+ steps (it was a busy meeting day).

blood glucose:

8:30am:  156
5pm: 158
10pm: 141

food:
coffee, water
11:15: english muffin w/pb and cherry preserves 
11:30: Metformin
11:45 another english muffin w/pb and cherry preserves (I'm weak, and hungy)
6pm: 2 baked stuffed peppers w/chorizo, onion, diced peppers, cheddar cheese
8pm: mixed nuts
white wine

File this under it could be worse

I forgot to publish my post last night, I took my reading and got straight into bed and didn't feel like getting back out. I was going to publish it this morning but scrapped it. That's actually okay because today is very much more exciting. 

Our electricians came and did a ton of work yesterday and today. Toffee made best friends with one of the guys. It was delightful. I now have external power outlets. I feel so fancy. Too bad it is after Christmas. Doug said he can't wait to put a giant inflatable dragon in a Christmas hat on the front lawn. I just want to put some nice little white lights on the bushes. It'll be the first time in my life I'll get that. But I get to string patio party lights out, and THAT is what I'm most looking forward to! 

This morning the guys were here at 7:30 on the nose. They replaced all the two prong outlets and brought other plugs up to state safety code, like the washer dryer in the basement, and the plug by the kitchen sink. 

Toffee was sad to see her new best friend go. They are BFFs.

Doug stayed home from work today, which is weird. He is usually out the door on Wednesdays at 7:30. But it is a good thing he did. 

Geoff came upstairs around 9, the electricians had woken him up but usually he's upstairs well before then. Well, usually he's upstairs well before then too, I should note. 

He came to me and started to tell me about his carpet in his room. It was wet. Not just damp but "soaked." In classic Geoff fashion, he wasn't getting to the point, but, eventually he let me know that this was bad.

I asked when he noticed and he said last night when he was getting in bed. Initially he thought it was maybe his imagination, but when he got out of bed this morning, it was like walking on a sponge, and, his bathroom was flooded. He apologized for not telling us last night but I told him in this case, there honestly would have been nothing we could do except be worried so thank you .... we got a good night's sleep. And we can deal with this. 

"I went through the 5 stages of grief while I was thinking of what was going on. And I think I've hit the last stage of acceptance," he said.

Oh okay. So I now have to start with denial and start working through, I guess. Right now I'm not yet at acceptance, but. Maybe still in anger. 

Not what I wanted to deal with any of this at all. I had completely reorganized the storage closet when looking for Doug's winter coat. It was pretty great, and I knew there was more work to be done but now. Shit, y'all I got work to do. 

The carpeting guy left at 8:30, there are three pieces of drying out machinery running downstairs. He took out all the carpet in Geoff's room, the small hall, and the storage room. He's trying to salvage where Doug's desk sits, and everything, everything, EVERYTHING is stacked up at the end of the big room, waiting to be repositioned, but first, gone through by me to purge it and make things less. 

It's really not good but, it could be worse. Right? I could be living in Hampton NH where it is absolutely flooded. 

In other news, the electricians did an amazing job, I love everything they did, and my exterior plugs on the front and back of the house. Now we just have to get through whatever's gonna be with the carpeting downstairs. 

And the boxes. Digits below. And more pictures to come tomorrow. 

Wednesday digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps. 2k steps by 11am,  6500+steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7:30am:  202
4:30pm: 168
10pm: 206

food:
coffee, water
12:30: pbj, low sugar jelly, oatmeal bread (higher carbs)
1:30pm: Metformin
6:30pm: marinated flank steak, broccoli, white wine
8pm: pretzels and sour cream french onion dip 

Tuesday digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps. 2k steps by 11am, 6200+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

am: n/a - forgot to take my reading first thing, then ate and had coffee. Oops
4:15pm: 189
10pm: 229

food:
coffee, water
10:30am: 2 egg omelet w/3 pieces of bacon, wilted greens, cheddar cheese
11am: 2 more pieces of bacon
11:30am: metformin
3pm: bowl of plain yogurt w/black raspberries and a little splenda
6pm: chili w/ground beef and beans
8pm: pretzels & hummus

Putting Christmas Away

It's time. 

I got everything up late, and didn't get everything that I wanted up. But it was something. Just enough. An electrician is coming tomorrow, and we have to move stuff around so he can get to outlets. And so the putting away just seems like a logical thing to do right now. 

I am going to leave some of the lights up behind me where I sit. They look super cute on zoom calls. But the tree is wrapped up, and the box of cards that I never got around to sending, well those are going in the closet. The sweet little angels that surround the tree, and the one ornament that I've put up the last few years - Doug's 1977 Snoopy ornament - those are safely stowed in the top of the closet. Cookie cutters are washed and boxed but i'm keeping the hearts and flowers out, as well as the decorating sugars and food coloring. Will do some February shenanigans and maybe ship those cookies out since I couldn't get around to the ones for Christmas. 

What I really need to do is declutter. I want to keep all the shit I have, I just don't need it sitting on the bureau or the floor next to the night table. I need to just get nice boxes, uniform in size, sort items, stuff shit in the boxes, and put them the hell away. 

Today I budgeted 2 hours in the middle of the day to just go offline and start cleaning. I had a list, I have a pile of stuff on my bed. I had big hopes. I got nothing done. I ended up working and walking around between work things. I really need to give myself permission to not work. 

So for tomorrow, I'll get up early I guess, and move stuff around. Strangely, I just realized I never got a confirmation call or email after I emailed them to let them know Tuesday was fine so, hmmm. Could be no electrician. But that's fine - it gives me more time. 

No picture today, so digits are below. 

 

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps. 2k by 12:30 (had a meeting that held me back from 11-noon); not a real dedicated 10 but a lot of movement between noon and 3. 7200+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:45am: 194
5pm: 174
9:45pm: 207

food:
coffee, water
noon: 2 english muffins filled with tuna salad (I basically ate 2 cans of tuna salad because doug didn't want any). Metformin
6pm: Doug fried rice: reconstituted chinese take out rice, diced pork roast, veggies, soy sauce, ginger, eggs
7pm: metformin+jardiance
white wine

Geoff is 27

It is simultaneously cool and hard to believe Geoff is 27 today.  

He's had a challenging couple of years but compared to some of my friends and their kids' challenges, I'll take all of Geoff's and do my best to keep him focused, motivated, and doing great. Which he is. And I love him. Keep growing and evolving into a wonderful and more wonderful human being, my dude. 

Today we went to run errands, we had lots of birthday and christmas checks to deposit. And Geoff's birthday outing choice was a place called Quench. It's a local beer/wine store and tap room/restaurant, where they have a ton of craft beers, and some decent bar food. Not at all fancy, just right. The goal is the craft beer. 

Doug had found it online a while back and we have been a couple times. Then while I was up at my mom's Doug took Geoff there for dinner once and Geoff loved it. 

He asked why we'd kept it a secret from him. I had to laugh. It made me remember him asking the same thing one day when we had to run an errand to Beverly, MA and I took him to Nick's Famous Roast Beef for lunch. As the kids say, IYKYK, amirite? It blew his little mind. He loved it. And asked why I'd kept it a secret. 

Not so much as keeping something a secret but we don't head to Beverly too often. And Doug and I had only been to Quench a couple times so this is a fairly new discovery for us. No secret keeping here.

The cool thing about Quench as a craft beer location is they don't sell any LOCAL craft beer. I had talked to the owner back on our first visit and he said you can go to any beer store, or brewery in person, and get all the local beer you want. Here, they've got tons of stuff from New England and Upstate NY, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and a lot of smattering from around the country. On our first visit I was overjoyed to see Jack's Abby and Maine Beer on tap. 

Sadly, we got there and the taproom is closed on Sundays even though their website said they're open. So Geoff called an audible, and we headed to BrewBelly, where we've been many times. They sell all local craft from "the DMV" and they have outstanding cheesesteaks and poutine. 

So while I didn't get the goat cheese and spinach salad I wanted, I did get a cheesesteak and everything was delicious. 

After lunch, we came home to save Toffee. It was the first time we'd put her in the kennel and left her here. She's been in it before, but we've been home. I have been trying to get her comfortable with it, and she goes in, and has snacks and treats. But she was screaming in the kennel when we left, and I felt super bad. But she and we survived. 

With her foster mom, she was unkenneled and free ranged in the house all day while mom was at work, but she's been trying to get in the closet where we keep the dog food, and has opened the pantry a couple times when left to her own devices... I didn't really want her to have free range.  We'll try to do this once in a while just to show her that it's a good and happy place. And she is young enough that she'll grow to understand it. Unlike Phineas, who hated it and hurt himself trying to escape. 

We picked up a cake for Geoff, his choice. It's a Smith Island Cake, traditional yellow cake with chocolate frosting. If you're not familiar with it, it's unique to Maryland. Several layers of thin almost pancake like, with frosting. It's really good, but a little weird if you ask me. So that was our big treat. 

Here are a couple pictures from today. A good day. Digits are below.

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps.   2k by 1pm; 5300+ steps by bedtime No dedicated 10.

blood glucose:

9am: 157
4pm:  230
10pm:  218

food:
coffee, water
10am: oat/ginger/banana bar that I baked yesterday. Won't be baking them again. Dry & not very flavorful. hmmm.
11:45: metformin
2pm: cheesesteak w/onions, bacon, chili cheese fries, 2 beers
4pm: 2 beers while playing D&D
6pm: metformin+jardiance
6:30pm: small bowl of spaghetti w/ meat sauce and 1 piece of garlic bread

Not canceling has its rewards - Amythyst Kiah at the Kennedy Center

Sara and I wanted to go see Amythyst Kiah doing a free show at the Millennium stage at the Kennedy Center today. We started trying to get tickets 2 weeks ago and kept striking out. The website didn't work. And then by the time we got it to work, it was marked as sold out. 

We got word that day of show they release more of these free tickets and we said "let's just do it. Let's commit to going and if we get there and they do not have tickets we'll leave and go eat dinner somewhere." 

But we were nervous about schlepping all the way down there for naught. Sara called and the girl at the box office told her to for sure we should head down to the box office for 4:30pm, they release some more tickets, and she's "never seen people get turned away." 

"And, her voice is amazing. You really need to come see her," so box office girl assured us that it would all work out. We knew Amythyst was worth it. And as for it working out, she was right. 

We got there before 4:30 and got 3 tickets. Then we had time to kill. We knew that the line would start building up by 5:30 so we went to the cafe, got some snacks. Henry and I wrote a song called Bananas and Pringles, which I want to see if I can embed here because it's actually not bad. 

Henry beat-boxed and I freestyle sang. 

He wanted pringles, but Sara wanted him to eat something healthy and the only option was a banana. So. We had to write a song about it. It's a banger.

It was a magical evening, well worth the schlep and effort. And it was free. So you can't beat the shit out of that, right? 

What's really cool about this night is that there were dozens of little girls dressed up in their finest for their production of Disney's "Frozen." 

So of course you go to the show in your best Elsa or Anna get up. Of course you do. 

And of course your parents bring you early to a free show on the Millennium stage, which they can enjoy before getting sucked into the whole Disney thing.

There were several families there with their kids in their finest, watching Amythyst Kiah, and then leaving in time to get to their seats for Frozen. 

In so many ways, I sat there thinking that this is art, and some of the finest opportunity for people to see art in DC.  This is accessible and universal and amazing. To have the opportunity to come to DC, see about an hour of free performance by an amazing songwriting star like Amythyst Kiah or anyone else, and then go into the Opera Hall to watch the Frozen production. I mean. Wow. This is high-end fantastic world-class art enjoyment. 

And we're here for some of it. The better part of it, if you ask me. Not just because it was free but because of who Amythyst is.

Amythyst and her guitarist Chris did a fantastic presentation, Chris is just magical playing along with her. And her newer songs that are going to be on the new album are absolutely amazing. It was nice to hear some songs we'd not heard yet, and I am so looking forward to the release of the new material in the fall of this year. 

Henry and I have some magic connections (not just freestyle spinning up songs about bananas and pringles) and at one point he said to me "Let's do geometry hands for the music." I didn't know what he meant, but, he started doing things with his hands to kind of catch the notes, so I followed his lead. During her song covering "Trouble So Hard," and then "Black Myself" we were catching all the notes and setting them free and up to the sky. 

I was sitting there thinking "we could have bailed on tonight with the weather and the uncertainty, but hell yes here we are and this is amazing." 

After the show, we got a picture with Mr. Kennedy, and headed to the shuttle bus and out to dinner in Foggy Bottom. Thankfully no one was in the restaurant, I was worried that if we didn't have a reservation where we wanted to go we'd be shut out, but it was late enough that there were plenty of seats. Sara observed that "probably just an hour or so ago this place was filled with people going to see "Frozen," and here we are with the place to ourselves!"

The only thing that would have made this night better would have been if Amythyst came to the merch table at the end but no. And that's okay. We had an amazing night. And I'm super glad we went out.

Digits below. 

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps.  Dedicated 10 a couple times; 8800+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 167
n/a no reading during the afternoon
11pm:  240

food:
coffee, water
11:30am ramekin of mac & cheese w/ hamburger & metformin
2pm: pbj on 647 bread
4:45pm: cappuccino 
5:00pm: white wine
8pm: tuna poke tacos; 1.5 meatball sliders; giant spinach salad w/ goat cheese fritter & blackened chicken. more white wine
9:30pm: metformin+jardiance
11pm: celery stalk w/pb

Thankfully Friday

Oh my. We made it. A short work week that felt like a long year. It was a challenge. But here we are. I hope you made it too. 

I didn't have a lot of meetings today, but had a lot of communications tasks, and so I took a lot of breaks. Toffee got two good run-arounds outside. I find if I go out and walk around the house 3 or 4 times every couple hours, she runs around 6 or 7 or 9 and comes back in to nap. 

We played stick and fetch and run and play. So today that was at 11 and again at 2.  Today the weather was perfect. No wind, not too cold, light jacket. Perfect.

She got after some squirrels in a tree and it was funny, they were screaming at her to leave them alone and she wanted at them in the worst way. She sits on the guest bed for a long time sometimes, looking out the window at the bird feeder and patio table. The birdies and squirrels are fascinating to her. And sometimes I look up and she's not here in the livingroom, so I walk to the guest room door to see her there, just still and quiet, watching her favorite show.

Doug worked until almost 6, which is unlike him, but on Friday afternoons he tends to get stuff thrown over the fence and it needs attention. So then he has meetings and discussions and in order not to be working over the weekend, he puts in the time. I had a call from 4-5 and so Toffee didn't get a real good walk. I shut my laptop at 5:05 and we went outside for another spin around the house, and she knows what time it is so she tears ass back and up the steps. 

We had big dog playtime since she didn't get a proper walk before dinner. Doug went to bed at 9. Which is weird for him, but he's actually just in there reading quietly. 

I thought about putting the dog in the bedroom and taking myself for a walk, until I stepped outside with her at 9:45 and it was rather cold. We're supposed to get some weather this weekend, and some of you are supposed to get a lot more than we are supposed to get so I'm watching with interest from a distance. 

After I came back in, I thought about the big project I need to do asap in cleaning up the basement. We let it get out of control, and now things need to be boxed and reorganized, but I went down, looked at it, and came back up. The best I could bring myself to do was load the dishwasher. 

Electricians are coming on Tuesday. So I need to do some moving of items away from walls, and things as such. I feel like if I had two people helping me it would go faster. Cough cough. But no one is interested in helping me. Hell, I'm not even interested in helping me, to be honest. 

Anyway. here's Toffee from earlier today. Ignore that splinter in her mouth - she spit it out right after I took the picture and she is unharmed and fine. She's just a monster chewer of branches and sticks. 

I thought about photoshopping it out or something but. Meh.

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps.  2k before 12. 6500+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 167
5:30pm: 161
9:30pm: 160 (note: one reading was 140, another was 221, so I took a third for 160. I do not like the wide variety of results sometimes).

food:
coffee, water
9:30am: one giant & 2 small christmas cookies to dip in coffee
11am: pizza cheese; metformin
1:30pm: left over pork roast, sauerkraut, mashed potatoes
6:30: roasted pork and beans soup, 2 slices of dark pumpernickel bread, white wine
8pm: large celery stalk w/pb

Sit! Run! Play! Zoom! Sleep!

There were a lot of meetings today, and to get steps I had to take the laptop around with me while I was listening to people talk. And I did take Toffee out and have her run all around while I did steps. 

That's about as exciting as my day was. 

I feel like taking some time off. Just to play with Toffee

These pictures were all taken within 5 minutes of each other. We have sit, run/fetch, settle down to cuddle and snore. Literally within 5 minutes. Such a wonderful life she has.

Digits below.

 

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps.  2k by noon. 5300 by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:30am: 210
5pm: 179
10:30pm: 174

food:
coffee, water
11am: 2 egg omelet w/ wilted spinach, mushrooms, cheddar cheese, bacon
12:30: Metformin
2pm: 2 celery stalks w/ pb
3pm: 3 christmas sugar cookies to dip in my coffee
6pm: spicy sausage, sauteed onion, peppers, mushrooms, cheese, and fritos; metformin+jardiance
vodka tonic

A day of many things

All day today I thought it was Thursday. Sadly, it is only Wednesday. I'd prefer if it was Thursday but. Beats the shit out of it being Tuesday. 

This morning, Miss Toffee and I went outside so I could walk around and she could do her usual zoomies. I saw a man in a white pick up truck from the county dropping off new recycle bins. Hot Damn. Yes Please.

Ours was busted up, and I had been thinking about calling the county for a new one, again. We've gone through a couple of these, they are brittle plastic and really kind of lame. So I asked him if he was giving those out for free, and he said yeah. I'll swing by your house!

Sweet. 

Mind you, I'm actually excited about getting a new recycle bin. I'm not right in the head. 

He came around the corner and smiled, as I was already standing there next to a brand new recycle bin.

"oh! you already dropped one off!" I said. He laughed and said he didn't realize we put our trash at the side yard, and yeah, any recycle bin he was seeing that was busted was getting picked up and was replaced. He even put our house number on the side. 

You know, just in case of a wind storm. Which has happened. We've lost our bin, and have ended up with someone else's bin. And no one puts their house number on their bin. 

So it is an exciting day today. Hooray. 

I guess I'm easily amused. 

In other news, I made a hotel reservation for Jess today. They're going to Toronto and for Christmas I told them I'd pay for the hotel. They let me pick, and I found a good Marriott hotel that I'll actually get Bonus (2k every day) points for their stay. Hot fucking DAMN. 

After making the refundable reservation, I read the confirmation and it said my credit card would have to be presented at check in. 

Um, no? That's not what I want. I didn't have a Pre-Pay option that wasn't Non-Refundable so I picked the other one, and actually I liked this one better because of the extra points. But no. Jess is not going to have my card upon check in.

So I had to call the hotel. And just ask "what's up with that." I got stuck with an AI/auto-attendant/asshole system and couldn't get to a human. Geoff came home from work to hear me getting more and more annoyed with the thing. Just give me a person, for fuck's sake. Sometimes an auto-attendant can answer questions but in this case no - no. You can't answer my question, Machine. 

Eventually, I got a person. 

She was lovely and emailed me a pdf form to print and fill out and FAX back to them. 

Um.

Fax? What is FAX???!!! For REAL? She didn't offer to put my credit card in the system, she didn't offer any assistance other than a pdf and fax. 

So I guess. I will fill that out and find a fax machine somewhere on the planet. Staples? My Office which I do not go to? Ugh. 

And, for good measure, I'm mailing it to Jess so they have it. My sister went through this with a recent hotel stay that she was supposed to have put on her business card but it went onto another personal card, and she filled all this out, faxed it in, and they still billed the personal card. So nope. Learning from experience. 

And finally, in November we had an electrician come to the house through our rental company. We kept tripping breakers. If the dishwasher was going, and someone ran the microwave, boom. If the coffee maker was running, and someone started the dishwasher, boom. 

The three items just kept pissing each other off. To the point where I'd have to yell at anyone if I was about to make coffee or heat up something. And we started only running the dishwasher at night. 

Invariably, someone would run something that conflicted with something else and anger would result. So I set up a service visit. 

The electrician looked at everything and looked at the washer and dryer plugs (oh, super smart, let's use an adapter for 3 pronged plugs into a 2 prong outlet. Super). 

I also asked if we could have some outside outlets. I would LOVE an outdoor plug to run some fun party lights on. And Christmas lights. I think I have written about "if this was my house I'd put XYZ things in, like a screened in porch!" in the past. But honestly, some exterior plugs would be super great. He said it would be so easy, and inexpensive.

He wrote up his list of recommendations, and said he'd take them to the rental company. 

I never heard back. So yesterday in between calls, I emailed the company and said "so hey, what ever became of that visit?" and they immediately called. The homeowner approved all the requests and the electrician would contact me to set up time. 

He'll have to turn off our power for the whole day so I think I'll take a vacation day. Doug said he'll go into the office. Toffee will sniff the guy a lot. 

So yay. New recycle bin, new electric stuff. I'm easily entertained!

And here's my dog's nose from while I was on a zoom call today and I could not resist her. Digits below.

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps.  2k by 12; 5k by 5. dedicated X a couple times around the house at different hours. 7200+ at bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 195
5:45pm: 169
9:45pm: 190

food:
coffee, water
10:30am: pizza cheese melted off Geoff's pizza bagel
1pm: pbj sandwich on 647 bread; metformin
6pm: mac+cheese w/ground beef
7:30pm ramekin of mixed nuts; handful of m&ms 
red wine+diet ginger ale

DNA Results for Toffee

 We're those people, now. I guess. 

We sent off for Toffee's DNA after we adopted her. We knew she had pit bull in her, but kind of wanted to know the balance and the what else of her.  

We've always wondered about the mixes of our dogs because only one of them was ever an actual pure-bred beast (Missy was a Rottweiler).  Everyone else was a big mix. You can tell by looking at dogs what they are, like Kinger was for sure a Golden/Rottie mix. Jack was some sort of black lab or flat coat retriever mix and we always wondered why he had short, stubby legs. Brodie was ... something, and her paperwork said "Boxer X" but I would have bet there was some pit bull there. Gonzo we actually knew what his mix was because when Aaron got him in Maine, the breeder was trying to create a sled dog mix for competition. I forget what his mix was, but the guy failed because the dogs were all smart and fast but absolutely disinterested in pulling a sled. 

Doug got her to wonderfully sit and allow her mouth swab, and the package went out. Results were emailed to us today and she's a lot less Pittie than I thought, but still plenty. 

Here is our panel. Our girl is known.

Digits below.

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps.  2k by 12, and 6200+ steps by bedtime 

blood glucose:

8:30am: 195
5pm: 205
10pm: 206

food:
coffee, water
10:30am: pbj sandwich on 647 potato bread
11:30: Metformin
2:15pm: celery, pretzel crackers, + buffalo dip (and a lot more pretzel crackers. oops).
6pm: a little bit of spaghetti, a lot of meat sauce, some garlic toast. Metformin+jardiance
7pm: several regular sized reeses peanut butter cups

First Day

The weather was crummy so we just basically hung out. I ended up going to target because we needed a couple things, and that's the most exciting thing I did. Whoopie. 

2024 is shaping up to be wild and crazy. I should not jinx myself. Hopefully it'll be uneventful and just right. Check in with me in 365. 

Digits below. 

 

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps.   dedicated 10+ in the mall walking around. 2k by 12:30, 5800+ by bedtime 

blood glucose:

9:45am: 210
5pm: 127
10pm: 204

food:
coffee, water
11:30am: 2 eggs over hard w/american cheese and bacon. Basically egg mcmuffins without the muffin (made muffins for Doug and Geoff)
noon: metformin
6:30pm: pork roast, mashed potatoes, sauerkraut. Ate too much of that (feel sick. blah) 
red wine