I was up to 120.4 this morning.

I know there are people who would give anything to weigh that little but it’s going the wrong way for me. I believe it’s all the salt that I ate in the last week. If that’s the case, it’s water weight. I just downed 16 ozzies of water to help flush it out.

It was a couple of minutes after 8 when I got up this morning. I had to get in gear to avoid being late to Sabbath School. Since I was the orgaster, as my sister says, I had to be there by 9:30 CDT.


18 ozzies grapefruit juice (my last two grapefruit)

3 bananas
3 C. Fred’s Mom’s Salad
Too much slaw with walnut mayo

Half a small watermelon
Four tomato “chili” with Tajin
24 ozzies OJ/one mango smoothie

It was rainy and somewhat foggy when I went down the mountain this morning. The clouds opened up and poured during church and it was still coming down pretty hard when we got out.

During the church service, we have a prayer request and praises time. One of the men said he was thankful for the organ and for my playing. Later, he said that he had planned to tell me but he thought he’d let everyone else know how he felt, too. It’s nice to be appreciated!

I’d sat with my friend, Rose, during Sabbath School class and at lunch. She was commenting on my hair and said she wanted hers to do the way mine does but it won’t. I asked her if she uses shampoo and she said yes. I told her I don’t. During lunch, she said, “You DO use soap, don’t you?” I said no. All of a sudden, she leaned over and smelled me. She declared that I smell good. She figures it’s because I eat the way I do. I do know that one of my forum friends went to hear Dr. Doug Graham lecture and she said he smells good. I asked Rose if she goes around sniffing people all the time. Well, no!

When I was getting my food ready in the fellowship hall kitchen, one of the ladies saw my tote and got all excited. She asked, “Do you eat raw?” I told her I do, that her daughter and I had talked about it a long time ago. Well, quite awhile ago, anyway. A long time ago, I was still eating cooked. Anyway, she said she’d finally made a connection. I used to buy crackers her daughter made. At that time, I was about my heaviest. The crackers were a replacement for Cheez-Its. She was going on and on about how much weight I’d lost.

One of my mother’s favorite students from years ago is a member of our church. She came over and hugged me saying how good I look. She said that I look like I did when I was 20! I told her I feel good, too. And I told her I am glad she is half-blind.

The father of the Cracker Baker came over and talked to me while I ate my bananas. They plan to eat raw as long as they can grow what they eat. I couldn’t do that. I need to do it all year ’round. He was telling me that honey bees are disappearing. I have read articles about it and it’s scary. He said one reason for bees dying had been traced to GMO corn. It’s not nice to fool with Mother Nature! There’s another article that says pesticides can confuse bees so they can’t find their way back to the hive. If the bees go, can people be far behind? We need the bees to pollinate the crops. Someone has calculated that, if bees disappear completely, plant life could be wiped out within four years.

After I got home, my friend in the rehab center called. She said the weather is making her arthritis flare up. It stormed off and on all day where she is, too.

My eating the slaw in the middle of the day was a bad idea. I didn’t feel so good after I’d eaten so much fruit on top of it. I took a bath to try to mellow out. It did make me feel better.

I have my shopping to do tomorrow and I’ll need to get going as early as possible. It would be nice to get it all done, get it home and stowed, and then go to the church business meeting tomorrow evening. I have a feeling that I won’t be that fortunate and I’ll have to go to the meeting and THEN come home and put everything away. I can only hope the meeting won’t last long. I have a feeling that a new church building is going to be discussed and I want to be there. It’s something that’s desperately needed. We meet in an old converted boarding house and it’s riddled with dry rot. There isn’t enough room for expansion, either. If the Lord wills, we’ll be able to find affordable property in the country and have room for the church, school, and whatever else that might come along later.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day. I’d better turn in and get some shut-eye. Good night!

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