I saw this week's Theme Thursday theme, Sweet, and said "Now there's a challenge!" What the hell could I write about that?
How about... The two or three women who've called me that, mainly because -- when I care to, usually -- I can say the right thing at the right time?
I could write about how I have to watch my blood sugar levels now that I'm diabetic. I was never much for candy or pastry, but now I have to use Splenda when I go on coffee dates!
I'm supposed to watch my levels. (Okay, okay, I do... but not as carefully as I should.)
Isn't it great how "they" want you to give up the things you enjoy, whatever they happen to be, so you'll live to a ripe old age? "Give up everything you like, and may you have a long, long, miserable effin' life?"
. . .
Whoa. How'd I get here?
Better close this now. Uncharacteristically brief for me, innit? You might even say it was short and...
Oh. Knew where I was going with that one, did you?
Thanks for your time.