So my dearest mother sent me another great tid-bit and I had to share it! I know many of us are always looking for ways to help curb cravings and such and this was a brilliant one!
Another Mom bit: When you feel the urge to eat something sweet, eat something sour instead. A pickle for choice. It really helped me when I had to be so drastic when I was first diagnosed with diabetes and was on the verge of diabetic coma because my sugar was so high. The stupid doctor never had tested me for that or for the severe hypothyroid condition. Glad I finally fired him and found Dr. Mitchell.
Not long to wait for that first class now. Good for you!!!
This trick worked because it seemed like mom changed overnight! I get awful sweet cravings and especially at night…going to put this one to the test!
Received this message from Mom today…
No heat!! Ice pack 15 min on 45 min off. Small glass of white – Not Red – wine helps too. Ask me how I know all this. Hope you get better soon. Love you.
Sweet…any injury that involves drinking wine maybe I shouldn’t “whine” about anymore?
Since Mom keeps coming up with all these nuggets of wisdom I am dedicating her own category – “Mom-isms”
Yes, the ice has been helping. Husband is under orders to pick up a bottle of Moscato on the way home from work.
Because I am forced into being stationary all I am doing is writing blog posts…got more in the works…Haha!
Couldn’t resist the Betty White funny…
My mom has done it once again. Sent me an email yesterday that got the tears welling up in the eyes and I had to share this one. For anyone who has danced or wanted to dance, I know this will speak to you…
“Do you remember the time when there was a dress rehearsal for TFB* for I think Cinderella or maybe it was Swan Lake…. Anyway there was a little girl who was severely crippled and in a wheel chair. Her eyes sparkled with joy afterward when I and the other mom-volunteers were helping the exiting kids who had come as a school trip. I can’t recall the exact circumstances of how she came to express her feelings after attending the ballet but her words have inspired me many times. Actually I was afraid it might make her feel sad because she could never walk, much less dance. But when asked how she liked the ballet, she said, ‘Oh it was wonderful. Now I know how to dance with my heart.”
I love you!
That just gets to me…I hope it touches somewhere in your heart too.
The playbill from the ballet my mom thinks the little girl attended.
Yes, it reads 1983
Yes, I am THAT old…
* (TFB stands for Tennessee Festival Ballet, my original ballet studio where I received my training before it closed and I had to move studios.)
I received an email from my mom today titled, “Your blogs”
The content read:
I am sooo proud of you.
Even when you are a 37-year-old wife and mother yourself, it is always good to hear that from your mom when starting on something new. 🙂 This definitely works in with my latest motivational post and I had to share it. Thanks Mom! Love you!