The weekend wasn’t quite as compliant as I had envisioned. Hubby decided that Memorial Day was going to be a designated “carb” day for him. So, that meant that we had yummy designer french bread with dinner, which was a pot of my famous chili (all totally compliant). And then I made a strawberry shortcake to die for. Northwest strawberries are ripe two weeks early this year. These strawberries are so sweet you really don’t need to add any sweetener or anything to them. They are perfect all by themselves. But anyway, back to the dessert. It was a recipe hubby found on one of those internet cooking sites. Had lots of heavy cream and some sugar, and of course the dreaded shortcake part. Ah! It was divine. Both of us woke up this morning just starving! And our stomachs were rumbling up a storm. That always happens when we have “carb” days. So, that will do it for him for awhile, and any of my poor food choices will by all my doing. At least I could blame yesterday on him.

On another note, I was musing yesterday about the different food choices between secretors and non-secretors. I spent the first year and a half on the diet as a secretor, because it was before the book Live Right for Your Type was published. I was allowed potatoes, but not tomatoes. Now I can eat tomatoes, but not potatoes. I like it better this way. As a secretor coffee was neutral, now it is an avoid. It is something I haven’t stopped, though. I still have one cup in the morning. I think what I like best about being a non-secretor is that bourbon is neutral. It is avoid for secretors. The hard part about being a non-secretor is that the beneficial food list seems so short. So many of the beneficial foods for secretors, like bananas and common fish varieties are just neutral for non-secretors. A lot of the dairy that we B’s love is beneficial for secretors, but becomes neutral for non-secretors. It’s not very easy to eat mostly beneficials. And of course living with a family that thinks the diet is all bunk, anyway, is pretty hard, too. But I didn’t start this paragraph to get all depressed about what I can’t have. I enjoy the foods that are good for me. And I’m very grateful to be a “B”.

We’re having the coldest, wettest Memorial Day Weekend here in the Northwest that I can remember. It hasn’t made it up to 60 degrees in days. Yesterday hubby and I participated in a Rally for the Cure golf tournament. It was so cold! It rained off and on the whole time, too. Our team didn’t make fools of ourselves, luckily. We didn’t win any prizes, either. Came in at about the middle of the pack. There were moments of great fun, despite the cold and rain.

I must say, that since my naturopath gave me that dose of homeopathic Platina the other day, my head has been amazingly clear. I knew I was a bit fuzzy most of the days, and it would clear up mid-afternoon, but didn’t realize how chronic it was until it was gone. She said to be really careful with it and not take it very often. It’s pretty potent stuff.

Today’s plan is for daughter and me to get the dog groomed. He’s pretty scruffy and stinky. It will be pretty easy to eat compliantly over this holiday weekend. We don’t have any plans to eat out with friends. Should be pretty low-key.

Jim's song lyrics are getting to me, I've gotta do it, too.

Well, I went to the dreaded Dr appointment to get the bad news about my blood tests…NOT!! What a surprise, things have been working! Total cholesterol dropped from 248 to 197. HDL up from 57 to 61, LDL down to 119 from 166. Triglycerides were down to 59 from 125. The whole heart risk ratio went from 4.2 down to 3.1 – which translates into practically no heart risk at all. Glucose dropped from 113 to 96. A1C was pretty steady at 5.6. Anyway, this really has had me pumped all day. So, the plan for the next 3 or 4 months is to stop the Red Rice Yeast to see if the cholesterol goes back up, or if the dietary and stress level changes are effective enough in keeping it down. I’m also cutting the blood pressure remedy in half. Talk about an incentive to keep on going in the right direction. I’m ready to take the straight and narrow path! The Doc also gave me a homeopathic dose of something called Platina. It is supposed to help me with these feelings of apathy and malaise I’ve been experiencing lately.

We bought a new refrigerator, and it was delivered today. Hubby and I decided that if daughter was going to be living in the house for any length of time, then she has to keep her food separate from ours. So, we moved the old fridge into the utility room and she can keep all the junk foods and carbohydrates she wants to in there. Just so they are out of our sight. There’s only so much we can do with will power. And sometimes, late at night, just before bedtime, my guard weakens, and I’ve stuffed something sweet or bready of hers into my mouth. (YUM!)

Okay, then .. upward and onward!

I feel like some kind of whiner. I have had a glitch in my right hip for over a week now, and can’t pinpoint how, when or where it happened. The chiropractor has jumped on it; the massage therapist has dug down deep to fix it. And lots of stretching exercises in between. The pain keeps moving around. It’s in a different place every day. I got a new pain today. It’s a tendon in my right ankle that sometimes acts up from overuse. And I have not been overusing at all. The only thing I can think of is that maybe I have been letting too many avoids creep into my diet. It has been really difficult to be on track all the time this winter and spring. Thursday is my appointment with destiny. Or, I mean with my naturopath. Had the blood test last Friday to see if the old cholesterol has made a tumble or not. I have been keeping a blood pressure log for her. That has really stabilized. In fact, sometimes I think it has gotten a little too low. Maybe we will tweak the supplements at the appointment.

So, anyway I played a really lousy game of golf today. Now I’m off to a music staff meeting then three-hour rehearsal. Why do both my hobbies happen on the same day?

If I keep going, I’m going to start whining even louder.

I was a little bit disgruntled last night. We had tickets to the show Rent. And we’ve had them for a long time. Hubby has said all theater season that he wanted to go. So, the show was last night, and I had printed a synopsis of the show for him off of the Rent website so that he could know the story before we went. Well, about three hours before the show, he decides he doesn’t like the story and he doesn’t want to go. Too late for me to find anyone to replace him as company. I should have just gone by myself, but that would have wasted a ticket, so I turned both of the tickets back in as a donation to the theater. They always sell remaining tickets to students for very cheap. So, anyway, a couple people got to see the show for a good price and in excellent seats. I don’t think hubby realizes that I really would have liked to see the show. I rationalize it by thinking he would have been miserable, and that would have spoiled my enjoyment of the show, too.

So, instead we went to a restaurant for dinner with the daughter. Stayed pretty compliant with grilled marlin, string beans and jasmine rice. I did have a piece of grilled bread drizzled with olive oil. That was my only transgression. And I took two bites of daughter’s dessert. My tummy woke me up in the middle of the night. Boy, I can’t get away with anything!

And, now, today we are moving daughter back home. She didn’t stay away very long at all! I don’t even think it has been a month since we moved her out. Things just didn’t work out trying to live with her girlfriend. She is a very manipulative and demanding person. So, anyway, now daughter’s plan is to finally go back to school. She has been out of high school for four years now. She never showed any interest in going to college until now. We’re keeping our fingers crossed that she will continue on this path. She needs a real life. Not just living with Mom and Dad and working for them, too!

I’ve sung my medley. Eat well.