No work if a reasonable day.

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I did grill chops and chicken thighs.  I only ate chops, with unsweetened apple sauce and milk sides.  Darned good.  I didn't need more to eat.  So I let the chicken cool and bagged it.  I will bone it tomorrow or Monday, making chicken salad of it soon.  You know, a small handful of pecans, walnuts, or such, would boost flavor, add crunch, and generally improve the texture.  As would a few stalks of celery.  Noice!

Five hours after my last test, three or four hours after dinner, and blood sugar is at 112. It won't hold.  But it is a good sleeping number.  It will eventually even out.  Two insulin doses today, two and a half meals... good enough.  I... it is improving.  If those weird skidding events would mellow.

I called my mom yesterday.  No answer.  Again today, if I worried it would be too late.  It seemed so.  Then she called back.  She is at an important wedding.  Seems the season.  Just a short discussion.  Can tell she was all estrogened up.  Weddings, more certain ones.  I let it slide or she would have bawled.  I wouldn't have minded, but she would have been embarrassed.  Weddings...  Women...

It is a bit late.  I best hit it.  Good night.  Oh, a non-musical treat.  I understand, hoping you can.  Worth a listen.  You may have to translate for American, on some of it.  Well worth it.  Nothing I don't get, but a solid collection for any.  Good night.