The Lord has certainly blessed us this fall. About this time last year we were already wading snow. It has really turned cold around the edges, but I can tolerate cold better than I can snowy and slick roads. Anymore a slick road gives me indigestion.
Last winter was like the winters we had when I was growing up and had to wade snow going to school. But I enjoyed it back then, and I sure don’t now. I could also get up off of my behind a lot easier than I can now.
It seems like the older I get the more time I spend picking myself up off of my behind. My padding is all in front and I seldom ever land on my front side.
I guess you might say I am watching my weight because I got it in front where I can see it. Being a diabetic doesn’t help me control my weight either.
I crave the very foods I am not allowed to have, as usual.
My brother was a diabetic also, and passed away Nov. 25, 2007. On my way to his funeral I stopped at a store in Roxana run by a friend of mine, Denny Amburgey.
I’ll never forget the advice he gave me that morning. I told him I needed something to eat because I hadn’t eaten that morning, and a diabetic has to eat.
He looked me in the eye and said, “Find something and put it in your mouth. If it tastes good, spit it out right quick because you’re not allowed to have it.”
His wife is a diabetic also, but not carrying around the extra baggage that I am.
Every time I start looking for a snack that I am allowed to have, I remember his advice. I guess it could be called temptation to crave something that you know you aren’t allowed to have.
It’s all right to be tempted so long as you pass the test and don’t give in to temptation.
As an example, stick a ‘wet paint’ sign on something and watch. The majority of those who read the sign will just have to touch the object to see if the paint is dry or not.
In the case of a park bench the sign may be attached to the back of it so he curious will usually feel the back to see if it is dry and not the seat.
If it is dry they will probably sit down and find out the seat really was wet.
That’s all from the funny farm until next time.