Today was a good day.
I had a very dear friend of mine, whom I’ve known since I was 15, spend the night at my place last night. We stayed up late, and while we did chat about old boyfriends and past regrets, the what if’s? we had, the best part of the conversation was talking about the ‘betes. See, my friend grew up to be a doctor and while it is terribly presumptuous to think she’d dole out free medical advice (wait, I live in Canada – that’s what doctor’s are supposed to do!), she did offer up a little.
Truth is though, I don’t really need a doctor to tell me my BG levels are “normal”, I had sort of gathered that all on my own. But it was nice to have that confirmation from a professional.
But enough about that.
Right now, I’m riding high on a cloud of nerdiness. Mama’s going to Fan Expo in a few weeks!
Oh it’s true, it’s true! I melt at the oft inappropriate humour that is uttered by the Nathan Fillion character Richard Castle. Now there’s a chance to bear my breast and have him autograph it! Okay, perhaps I’m not really going to whip out a tit and say, “Sign here!” but I am pretty excited to see on of my favourite Tweeters (and fellow Canadian) live and in the flesh. Add to that my absolute mad love for Norman Reedus, which the goal there is for a pic of the two of us flippin’ the bird (if you follow Norman anywhere, you know he posts a lot of photo’s of himself flippin’ the bird), and I’m just about to hyperventilate with excitement.
Sadly, I’m having a weird, awkward teenage moment, when I was still underage and couldn’t get into a local nightclub to see Duran Duran play, so instead sang happy birthday to Simon Le Bon in the hopes he’s take pity on those of us who couldn’t get into the show.
Anyway, it’s this little thing in which to look forward to, that is giving me hope and, more importantly, determination.
I don’t “got this” yet, but I’m going to work my butt off in the next few weeks to just build on the feeling I have right now. Discipline, track, exercise and, my favourite thing, laugh.