It was really chilly today. Chelsea decided to take a short cut on our morning walk (which didn't break my heart at all.) She cut into Lions park after we finished walking around Cattail Court. There is an entrance to the park over the railroad tracks at that juncture and once in a while she decides to go that way. It was cold enough that I was just as glad to have a shorter walk.

We had our fourth diabetes class over at Valley View. There were five diabetics and two spouses at the class this time. That is the biggest attendance that we have ever had. The discussion this time was on cooking, portions, substituting ingredients and that type of things. One of the diabetics is really struggling with the whole concept. It does take a lot of thinking and involves changing eating habits. Dick is doing pretty good. Probably because when things got serious, he got that infection which resulted in NO appetite which has kind of gotten him used to smaller portions and making things count.

Then we went to the bank, grocery shopping and to get his blood test done. We got ALL of that done by 11:00AM. I was really proud of us.

Then I fixed us lunch (It wasn't too difficult, we had picked up a fruit salad at the Pig and I split it up on two plates with a scoop of cottage cheese.)

I am trying to clean out the freezer of the older things and found some cranberries so I went on a baking frenzy. We now have scones and muffins. I also made a nice big Broccoli and Cauliflower salad. Tomorrow on our way back from the clinic we will stop at Mom's and give her some of each.

We worked more on the guest toilet, but it is leaking and still making that noise so I guess we will have to call a plumber. We are going to stop at Menard's tomorrow to see if there is any advice or recommendations. We will also look for plants unless it is raining.

A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. "I've gone for 30 years now,"
he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But
for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I think I'm
wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by giving sermons at
all." This started a real controversy in the "Letters to the Editor"
column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until
someone wrote this clincher: "I've been married for 30 years now.
In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of
me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I
do know this. They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to
do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically
dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would
be spiritually dead today!" When you are DOWN to nothing.... God is UP to
something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives
the impossible! Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment!

"When Satan is knocking at your door, simply say,
"Jesus, could you get that for me?"

Hope your Thursday is super.

Mary