I don't eat sandwiches anymore, but my Type A husband does. Mustard isn't good for As, neither is mayonnaise because vinegar is in both products. I had been making his sandwiches with an all natural canola mayo, but was keeping my eyes open for a better alternative.

A couple of weeks ago as I was reaching for the mayonnaise my eyes fell on the tub of miso. On impulse I put mayonnaise on one slice of bread and a thin layer of miso on the other. When he came home from work I asked, "How was the sandwich?" "Fine," he answered as he looked through the mail. Most days I send leftover vegetables in his lunch, so it was several days before the next sandwich. This time I left off the mayonnaise and put a thick layer of miso. I wasn't ready to call attention to the change, and he made no comment. I gave him another sandwich late this week: turkey, soy cheese, and lettuce on Ezekiel bread with miso.

Today I asked about the sandwiches. He likes them, so miso it is on Type A sandwiches.

My daughter marched in a parade this afternoon. It was a pre-Christmas parade with lots of cheerful Christmas music and Santa riding on the last float. I got my exercise for the day by dropping my husband and daughter off at the staging area, then driving to the end of the parade route two miles away. The parade went downhill, so I had a brisk uphill walk to get back to the start. Then because I wanted pictures of my daughter, I walked the entire route again during the parade.

Here is a great verse from Acts 14:17. He has shown kindness by giving you rain from heaven and crops in their seasons; he provides you with plenty of food and fills your hearts with joy.