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Catching Up

"I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say." - Flannery O'Connor

As much as I tout my "adventures" on this blog, I am really such a homebody. I like being at my house, curling up in a homemade blanket, planting flowers, practicing piano, cuddling with the dogs, even doing chores. I like being at home with Chris, making him dinner, laughing at stupid shows. There is just something about home that does it for me. 

And speaking of "home"...ours has been full lately with Chris's family. So much shopping, so much gardening, so much interaction. And after they left this morning I realized I'm ready for a few days in our standard configuration - me doing chores and studying and Chris finishing up his schoolwork. We need to relax.  

So, what else has been happening on the Nerdy April front? Well, not much really, except that I had my lowest A1c evaaaa: 6.2. I was literally over the moon, but my endo thought it was a "skewed" reading from too many lows. She didn't have any proof of this theory though and proceeded to ask me to do 2am finger sticks. I spoke up, "I have a CGM, it vibrates if I go over my low/high thresholds, plus I can see the trend while I was asleep." "Really? It does that?" she asked. Ok lady, I have literally explained this to you at every.single.one of our previous appointments. Wiki it or something. Anyway, I was excited and sent this pic to Chris:


In unrelated news, we bough two mattresses at Sam's for Chris's old bunk bed. It's a little unclear to me why we even have said bunk beds (we have 2 guestrooms already), but I was out voted and so the mystery shall never be debunked (see what I did there?).


And finally, thanks Houston pollution for these gorgeous sunsets lately. Everything is bigger in Texas, including our risk of getting cancer [sarcasm...maybe...unverified].

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  1. HI! I must say to Chris, that is NOT a flattering picture. Congrats on the A1C number!
    Aunt Vicki

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  2. WTG on the amazaballs a1c!!!
    CHECK

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