The weather, I think, will be taking a nose-dive. We have had such a wonderful fall. Now, to brace ourselves for what is to come!

We who live in the northeast have the pleasure of four seasons. Of course, some seasons are rated higher than others. Winter is a season most of us try to coast through, and always hope it is mild.

There is a remarkable beauty, though, in freshly fallen snow covering the aftermath of fall----something to look forward to.

Certain kinds of change are hard. We will be experiencing a family change this year.

Since my dad died in 1974, we have gone to my mom's to spend Halloween with her. For some reason we didn't want her to be alone that night, and it stuck all these years. She would put a big pot of chili on; and, one by one, we would all come for supper.

Sooner or later the torch always gets passed (or dropped), and that will be true for us this year. As we age (sadly), change is necessary.

I am starting this new week in a tired state---not a good way to begin a work-week.

I packed too much into the weekend, and now I am dragging. I slept an extra half-hour thinking that would solve my need for more sleep.

Another lesson learned---I'm not thirty anymore!

What a fast-moving week, but I'm thankful it's Friday. I feel I need to take a deep breath and regroup.

I love my life, but I feel it is in charge right now. Somehow I need to slow this all down and get a feeling of a better balance.

I like the chart that Super Nanny uses on her show to bring sanity back into the family-in-need. I wonder if that would work for me?

My head is in a flurry. I am in the process of changing the menu from adult guests to children/adult guests for Sunday night's supper.

It won't be that hard; it's just getting past the initial surprise. I need to regroup and stay focused on the important factor----my guests.

This is what makes life so interesting; our plans are always tentative.

Yesterday was a better day than the day before, but today needs to be better than yesterday---as far as my food choices go.

It has to register that what I eat determines how extreme my (Type 2) diabetes becomes. It is a very destructive disease but one that can be tamed.

My journey to good health has hit several bumps in the road, but life is that way; it is a classroom.

My eyes are opened a little wider today; I need to get very serious about my health.

My eating habits have become more and more relaxed to a point where one would think I had no diabetic problems. Well, I am a diabetic. I need to eat like one.

Even though my dessert at work today is Coconut Cream Pie, it won't be my dessert.