A new work-week is beginning, and I feel sluggish---too much sugar yesterday. Both girls brought desserts to accompany our lunch----and I overdid.

It is better if I just left it (sugar) alone all the time. I feel lethargic and out-of-sorts when I indulge. For me it always seems to be "hindsight."

So, with that, I pick myself up (again!) and continue on.

I enjoy my breakfasts. They are nothing grand and exciting, just two eggs over-easy, over a slice of buttered whole wheat bread. Of course, I also have my large cup of coffee heavy with cream and sugar (whole milk and Splenda).

I never tire of it. That surprises me; I tire of other repetitive foods. It might have something to do with starting the day with protein. I've read that the egg is the perfect food, having everything one needs. Hmm.

I wonder if that is why eggs are predominately a breakfast item----starting the day off with all one needs. God never ceases to amaze me.

Going into work after two days off is wonderful-----and it's Friday! The weekend is fairly clear with only a couple commitments, and life is good.

My two girls came out and cleaned my house----bless them----so I won't have to do the usual clean, scrub, vacuum, dust routine. That is such a treat. They can do in an hour what would take me all day.

I think they are amazed that their mom entered the work field at such an old age and are trying to ease my load----"my cup runneth over."

Last night was one of those nights you look back at and smile. We had a wonderful time breaking bread with friends.

They are the kind of friends who don't care if you forgot to straighten your bedraggled hair and change your well-seasoned blouse----or if you inadvertently make regular coffee when it was unanimously decided we drink decaf (then manage to have the coffee overflow onto the counter and floor!) to enjoy the wonderful dessert my friend brought.

Friends are a gift; thank you, Lord, for Nancy and Mark.

I have been wanting to update my blog picture. My e-mail skills are the only thing keeping me from being computer-illiterate, so I'm always at the mercy of my kids for help.

Since I only have adult kids, with a very busy life of their own, this may not happen for a couple more years! That is my plan, though. I will keep my request before them.

I have one toe in the water as far as computer-saavy goes. For me, that is enough.

Today I was handed lemons, so I made lemonade. That is how my day at work began. I am always a little nervous when I have to make a new recipe, especially when most of the key ingredients did not get ordered!

I quickly accessed a direction I could go (since this was to be eaten at the noon meal!) and still keep the dessert similar to what it was supposed to be. As I frantically worked with great stealth, I kept assuring myself everything was going to work out.

Somehow....someway....everyone loved the dessert! I marvel at God's goodness.

Work today was interesting. Because it is a holiday, we all made two and half times what we usually make (not bad!); but I've never heard such grumbling before from my co-workers.

What would have it taken to make them thankful? We were sitting around the lunch table, eating our free lunch (provided daily), and one by one they began to whine.

That was a good reminder for me. The next time I begin to whine, I'm going to remember today. What DOES it take to make me thankful?