Going around in Circles.

That seems appropriate for Pi Day (3/14). But tomorrow, Ides be better off walking a straight line. I’d have done better if I’d done that today. Tomorrow is the Ides of March. It’s not march fourth. But perhaps I’ll do it anyway.

Playing with words. That’s what I do when I’m using my tools and not saying Moo. This post may be stranger or not than most. If I do not write, though, I feel like toast. And toast is made of sugar like flour. If I gave in to that, I’d just lose my power. And there I’m done with a blurb for today. I’ll come back again to see what you say.


The square of pie is brownie.

If you read my post from yesterday, you may have wondered about my repurposed pie. Well, yesterday for lunch at Stratton I had one with a dollop of peanut butter on top. We were sitting outside eating our lunch after a few runs of spring skiing. It was warm in the sun. And it felt good. The brownie tasted good. No recipe. It’s as easy as pie squared.IMG_20180301_113152872

Relishing Retirement But Need Catchup.

That’s a pretty wild title. And if the former U.S. Secretary of State had written it, people would wonder what Condi meant. Or not.

I wrote it because it dawned on me, even though it is late afternoon, that I need to write a blog post. I’ve had a complicated February with writing. And it seems like I didn’t write much in January, either.

Retirement has been interesting. My husband has been busy getting things in order for his new chapter. We’ve gone skiing a few times, including a week at Sunday River in Maine. On our way home to Connecticut, we went through Canada to see family. We can do that now that we’re retired. Driving doesn’t have to be a straight line thing.

Hmm. Better be careful on that one–don’t want to start driving with the rumble strips as bumpers. I was going to say something about older drivers weaving back and forth on the road, but perhaps it’s not an “elder” thing anymore with people texting and driving. (Bring on the self driving cars!) In the process of Googling older drivers and rumble strips as guides, I found a video of a car driving across rumble strips that sound like America the Beautiful. When I checked it out on snopes, this is what I found.

Okay. Back to the center line. (That sounds a bit like catchup.) I started this post yesterday when I was really getting antsy about eating. It was no picnic. I just wanted to eat. That’s a signal to me that my sugar addiction is wanting to make a breakout play for control. I was paying attention and writing was the price to pay to stay in control.

I was distracted from finishing my post when I told my husband about the singing road as he was planning a road trip. That tripped up the blog post, but it kept me distracted from eating until it was suppertime.

I knew it had been a close call when, while I was fixing supper, I started dessert first. Dessert was a re-purposed failed recipe I had made for Sunday dinner. The original was a no sugar added fruit and yogurt pie in a gluten free coconut almond crust. I didn’t have enough unflavored gelatin to set up the fruit and yogurt mixture to my liking, so I didn’t serve the pie. Instead, I served cinnamon sprinkled baked apple quarters with homemade (full fat) Greek yogurt. I also put out a small pitcher of maple syrup for folks who can tolerate (or need) extra sweetness. That was a nice ending to a lovely dinner.

The pie sat in the fridge until Monday morning when I had a piece with breakfast. It tasted okay but it was still not pie. I considered freezing it, but decided to put the whole thing in my ninja IQ food processor. That seemed the smartest option at the time. I added two eggs, some plain whey protein powder, baking soda, vanilla extract, salt, ground cinnamon, old fashion oatmeal, and unsweetened cocoa powder. I baked that mixture in a greased 9×13 pan for 25 minutes and got a brownie like cookie bar. Gluten free and no sugar added.

I’ve been interrupted whilst writing this post. I’ll just say that the bars are quite good. I haven’t eaten them all. I’m keeping my eating to mealtimes. And now I must go ski.

I’ll write when I can. (No pressure.)

If you’re retired, what do you do?

Moving on.

I do not find encouragement

In a place of guilt.

I find it in some thankfulness

However the scale will tilt.


The number there is just a tool—

I’m so much more than that.

I’m thankful to know just what to do

If I’m skinny or if I feel fat!


When I pay attention to what I eat

And how my mind is feeling

I can take control over sugar’s blow

Instead of simply reeling.


Il track my moods and eat good foods

I am strong and will not wilt.

I move on from the scale.

Encouraged—not a fail.

Thankful–not filled with guilt!


I’m still working on this concept.

It has taken me many a year.

I’ve had some slips

And things pad my hips

That could cause me to shed a tear.


But I feel like I’ve turned a corner.

I’m finding more e’en to cheer.

This way to cope

Tends more to hope

Instead of to guilt and fear!


So Hip, hips away!

It’s Saturday!

I’m so glad to have a plan!

I’m going to do

My best (you can, too)!

With a thankful spirit, we can!


I’ve been working my tool of creative writing on the Weight Watchers Connect site. It’s not my favorite place to write. But I’m making it work for me. I’m in a mode (but I don’t have a code) of rhyming poetry.

Retirement is a huge change. It’s not bad. Parts of it are great. We’ve skied eleven times this season with our Max Passes. The weather looks favorable for more. And Maureen’s happy about that! The biggest help I’ve had with the changes of retirement is accepting that they don’t have to be figured out all at once. We’re exploring what works. And enjoying the ride most of the time.

My book talk went very well. I’ll like to do more of them, but I have to figure out how to drum up interest. There were seventeen people who showed up and were engaged in listening and asking questions. Perhaps I had the right ring about me.

I’ll write more when I can. The above poem is one that came to me when I was thinking about discouragement. I found it more helpful to think about encouragement and I’m thankful that happened!

My I’m Possible Journey continues. I am thankful for all the help along the way. Thanks for being here.

Book Talk.

Book Talk.

I’m giving a book talk about The I’m Possible Journey: Learning to Live with Sugar Addiction. It’s tonight at 6:30 pm at the East Hampton Public Library in (where else would it be) East Hampton. It’s the library where I first found validation for my sugar addiction and hope to manage it (instead of it managing me).

I found it interesting that our local NPR station had an interview with the author of that book this afternoon. Kathleen DesMaisons, PhD, sent me an email (I’m on the mailing list, we’re not personal acquaintances) telling about the Colin McEnroe show and her appearance on it. I didn’t listen to it live, but I did figure out how to listen to the podcast of it later. Here’s the link if you’d like to listen to it, too. Sugar Show Podcast.

I’m not sure how many people will be at the talk tonight. I think there will be at least six. The librarian put on the flyers that I would be serving no sugar added treats. Perhaps that will be a draw. I have chocobanana seed crackers, apple spice cake, and almond macaroonish candies. All with no sugar added. My testers have approved. Will I see you there?

I did some practicing for my talk that included me recording myself reading a poem. I uploaded it to YouTube and it’s What about guilt?

I have my baked goods prepared. I have a stack of books and a pen to sign them should anyone want to buy a copy or two or three! I have before pictures and after pictures, but the big picture will be me in my healthy weight range managing my sugar addiction into a seventh year.

It wasn’t impossible. Because I found out what I could do and did it. I’m Possible. And you are, too!