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Not doing poorly, either. Well? A meal. Keto spaghetti and noodles. The zero carb noodles, from, originally, a root found near rivers in Japan. I'm not sure they are that anymore? A hot sauce. My lips are burning. I can handle the heat, in my belly, but if it's really hot, I know because my lips burn. Though, that isn't uncomfortable for me. It's more like... when you have eaten a steak or ribs, and get fat around your lips? It's like that, a good thing, though not something you would desire with every meal.
With water. I am trying to back off fatted coffees. I need to find something else to sweeten those, or learn to go without. The thing is, even with the sweetener I used, mostly being keto, and many times sweeter than sugar, in this mix, I can't really taste the sweet. And, have increased to get some sensation in that direction. Which... is not good for diabetes. While it is keto, everything is by dose. Anything, no matter how well it generally works, when taken to some level... fails at it's intended purposes.
I had hoped to do more. But I think I am done. The last of the tools and most of the last of the packages have arrived today. I think one other package was said to have been received at the post office... practice fabric for several things. And, the last of the packages for the month, the hydraulic lifter bars for the Xterra are on their way. Still in California, but several transfers in.
But, it looks like that will be it. I may get a few more packages of fresh veggies, but otherwise am done for the month. Still, I have some number of toys, tools, and things, to play with through the month. And, there are a few tasks I would like to do, including filling the hole in the driveway. Well, and some serious weeding, and maybe mowing. When, or as, able.
Still somewhat dark out there, but up to 82 outside. It's 79 in here, but I think, at 14:18, it is closing in on bedtime. I'd like to wait just a bit longer. An hour, two if possible. But, if not possible, I'll just head on up.
I made several women smile yesterday. Some women are suspicious of me... sort of like... you all. Still, even suspecting you are dealing with a devil, a... girl can't help herself, sometimes. *grins* I may not be able to do much, do it well, or for long. But some things? I do quite well even without trying. A devil indeed, but not the one they think they know... or even do know. Besides, he isn't a devil. He has confused them almost as well as I have. Smiling back at the crocodile? But... which of us? *grins*
Later, or goodnight.
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