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!
I’ve been doing my writing on the Weight Watchers Connect site lately. It’s not my favorite place to write because it’s a bit awkward typing on my phone and there’s not much interaction with people. But then again….
Here’s something from this morning. I woke up in rhyming mode. Put on your life preserver. This is stream of consciousness rapid rafting. Or maybe it’s rapping. Continue reading “Doing the Write Thing.”
A couple of months ago, I had to get new tires for my minivan. I jokingly said my van was getting retired, never thinking that my husband would soon be offered a retirement package from his long time employer. We had been exploring retirement planning options and thinking about years from now. But things changed and his retirement starts this afternoon. He will be retired.
I suppose I could go into a commentary about Goodyears. And that’s what we hope to have in this next phase. We have a lot of good years behind us. But this is front wheel drive. Looking forward to a new chapter. And once he decompresses from the stresses of work, he may be a new chap! Continue reading “Changing a Tire.”
When I wrote my blog post yesterday, I was not thinking of search engines. But this morning, I realized I’d neglected to remember one of Google’s competitors.
I haven’t used Bing very much. It was preloaded as the default search engine on one of our computers. Or maybe it was just the web browser we were using. I’m not very techno-savvy. I have, however, used (and still do use) Google. A lot. It’s easy to binge on Google once I get going with a curiosity. Perhaps it’s part of my addiction. Or not.
As I type this, I seem to recall a sound with Bing. Continue reading “Searching for answers. Bing vs. Binge.”
Not Bing cherries. The sound, “Bing!” Sort of like a bell going off in my head. An aha moment. Instead of the taunting ha-ha moment when the dust settles after a binge. Continue reading “Bing vs. Binge”
Actually, this is flax Italian. Flaxagna. Not a linen suit (flax on ya), but lasagna with flaxanzo noodles. Made from, yes, flax seeds and garbanzo beans.
And if you’re still with me, thanks for holding on. Continue reading “Flax Czech.”
This is a phrase a dearly departed friend of mine used to say when things seemed messed up beyond belief. And it might be the most apt description of some of my thoughts last week. (I didn’t get back to this post until a week or more later than I started it). I’m just going to add to it, though. Because I think it is telling.) Continue reading “Explosion in a Spaghetti Factory.”