July 11, 2000
NORMAL FASTING SUGAR

Ok, call the authorities. Last night, I ate way too many of these lemon sandwich diabetic cookies and felt horribly guilty and went out and got into the pool and froze my ass off for an hour. When I came in, my sugars were 112. I ate a handful of peanuts and asked Mike to get me a celery stalk. This morning my sugars were 95. That's right: ninety-freakin'-five. Normal!

I think I just need to do the nighttime exercise thing to help. I am going to talk to the nutritionist and I may try knocking off that nighttime snack because she doesn't nurse much after 10 or 11, anyhow.

I'm totally frustrated with work however. My pay, vacation leave and so forth are completely fucked. Every time I try to reach someone, I'm redirected to someone else.

I think I've finally gotten down to all of the people I'm supposed to talk to about inappropriate deductions from my pay and now I'm waiting for them all to call me back. Just pisses me off.

My daycare person came back today and Genny seemed a little annoyed about being left. I tried to nurse her but she didn't really want to nurse. She wanted to smile and flirt and be cute. I think she did an excellent job of that, but I still had to go and when we gave her to Sherry's mom and said goodbye, she looked at Grandma like she was going to cry.

And the baptism.

We're back to Mike's family again.

I think they were all disgruntled for not being invited to the baptism. We didn't intentionally omit them, but rather figured they'd be working at the store, and thus not able to come. And because they aren't particularly religious, they wouldn't be interested in coming to it. Mike's mom is making a big deal out of sending us a gift, even though I really wish she wouldn't.

The reason I'm thinking this is the case is because Grammy called us Saturday night and seemed surprised and bummed that she didn't know about the baptism the next day.

Screwed if you do; screwed if you don't. I just never feel like I can win. I mentioned that Grammy seemed disappointed and asked if we should have invited them, but he agreed with me...that they'd have been working and they aren't particularly religious.

So now, I don't know if I screwed up or something or what. I guess I could ask his mom, so I probably will.