Back From a Long Weekend. Damnit.

No, really, it's good to be back. It's also good to be gone, at least for a while. We went to San Antonio and I think I mentioned in my last post. We tried to get away from everything, work, current events, house, bills, anything that is a worry, we tried to avoid it. Now it is Monday morning and time to get back into the rhythm of everyday life. Everyday heroes, that's us.

The numbers:

1. Blood Glucose: 139 mg/dl
2. Weight: 214 lbs.
3. Exercise: 45 minutes
4. Mood: Good. Not great, but good. The numbers could have been worse.
   

The one thing we did not try to avoid is eating at not badly if not goodly. We brought a cooler with some soy and milk yogurts, some low fat Triscuits, sliced cheese and fruit. We made breakfast and lunch with stuff and usually bought dinner somewhere. We even tried to sensible there and we did OK. We were not our usual stuffed selves three times a day.

I was the worst one, having four beers, very delicious IPAs actually, at the Blue Star Brewery where we saw a fine show put on by Bobby Aragon. He sang standards from the Great American Songbook and worked with a small combo behind him. He was good. It was more than a bit of serendipity that we watched him, just being in the right place at the right time because I was nice enough to put with Mary's shopping expedition to some Mexican Junk Mart or something like that. We did cheat somewhat by having a very late lunch at the Liberty Bar, two salads, mine being a sliced pear and Stilton salad. Dinner was very late, Fish tacos at La Fogtto, where I continued the being bad by enjoying a margarita.

The next day we went to Fredricksburg to do some dinging around. We had a snack at the end of the day at the Fredricksburg brewery. I had two glasses of a delicious ale and we each had an appetizer. Mary had a small salad. I had something that was a sausage, a couple of squares of cheddar cheese and a roll made from beer with small bowl of roasted vegetables. We again had a late dinner at a favorite Italian restaurant there, called La Foccacia. We both had fish, no appetizers, no dessert. Mary also had a caesar salad and I had one glass of red wine. We left satisfied and not stuffed.

I can get used to eating sensibly stuff.

The one big surprise was a place called the Mad Hatters in the Prince William area, very close to La Foccacia. I was good and resisted the three scrambled egg dishes and had the cinnamon and cardamon infused oatmeal, which is just oatmeal made with a herbal cinnamon and cardamon tea. This place did the impossible; they made oatmeal interesting! I tried it this morning with a vanilla and blueberry tea this morning. Nearly sublime. Oatmeal and sublime are usually two words that do not together.