Sugar and Spice and Everything nice."
When God created Adam and Eve, he took some rich brown soil
and formed them. However, when he made
me, he went into his kitchen and opened a can of sweet condensed milk. Then, he poured it into a pot, set it on the
stove to medium high heat, and stirred it with his favorite wooden spoon. It took a while, but God is patient. He
stirred until it caramelized – that's me.
Blood doesn’t flow through my veins; it’s butterscotch
pudding, and my eyes aren’t brown they’re dark chocolate brown.
My husband will vouch for what I’m telling you. In our many years of marriage, he’s noticed
that mosquitoes and fleas react differently to me. If you and I were placed in a room infested
with mosquitoes and fleas guess who they would swarm and pounce on? Wrong, not you.
So, when a FB buddy of mine (Becky Fyfe) challenged me to
join her in a week long abstention from sugar I said NO WAY! okay, but I
warned her I was destined to fail. My
reason? About a month ago I decided to go
without sugar for a day. (I succeeded
until sunset at which time the vampire in me had to eat some Marshmallow Fluff.) What I discovered was that my day without
sugar was like life without “pizzazz” (thanks Sheldon Cooper).
What do I mean? Well,
do you remember when Dorothy kept repeating that she wanted to get back to grayscale
Kansas, because there was no place like home?
*shakes head* Dumb girl.
I’d much rather be one of the Lollipop kids singing and dancing down
that yellow path in the land of Oz. Oz
had “pizzazz!” The day I tore myself away
from my life source sugar, was like a day in grayscale Kansas.
I invite you to join Becky and me in this harrowing sugar
free challenge. I’m starting on Monday
cause there’s no way I’d make it through the weekend. You
can let me know if you decide to join in my “comments” section. I’ll let you know how I’m managing during the
week.
BTW: Becky Fyfe is even giving
away a prize in her drawing.
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