Listen I’ve been on this horrible I suppose I should say horrific because that’s the word
everyone else is using these days because they can’t bring themselves to say or
write horrible but take it from me
it’s a horrible guilt trip about sugar and sugar has become an item of interest
ever since medical science declared I have diabetes which really doesn’t bother
me too much because I rarely eat dessert with a meal and I don’t spend money on
candy bars or cellophane-wrapped grab-and-go fat tablets and if I want
something sweet I like bakery pastries which are expensive and not always
convenient so I don’t eat a lot of sugar anyway that is until a month ago at
Christmas the next-door neighbor gave us some Ghirardelli chocolates and the guys across the street treated
us to a box of chocolate-covered mints that were totally addictive like totally
addictive and two weeks later I mentioned to the woman who lives next door to
the guys across the street that the mints were great and I didn’t have but a
few left and she said oh hers were gone days ago and so therefore I decided
I would enjoy the goodies and not worry about the complications of diabetes
because with senile-onset diabetes I’ll be dead before I could go blind or my
feet fall off so it really shouldn’t be a problem except for the sugar high
which pours thoughts and words through my skull like a torrent so fast that I
can hardly wait to sign off and go up to the neighborhood donut shop for a
chocolate-covered custard-filled thingy.
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