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Tuesday, May 18, 2010
No Sweets or Soda, Day One
My friend Sarah is having fun WITHOUT sweets, for 30 days. Even though this could turn into that scene in Trainspotting with the creepy ceiling baby, I have decided to join her in her efforts. It's always good to do something like this when you're friends are involved, and I don't want to become her Sugar Friend who she feels like she has to avoid, the way alkies avoid their Party Friend, or songs written by Van Morrison. I am not your Brown-Eyed Girl, Sarah. Except that I am. I so, totally am.
Day one was easy. I started Blind School, as you know, and when I start a new day somewhere, I am usually so nervous that I feel too throw-uppy to eat. Done. I'm going to go pass out now.
You're welcome Sarah. I am the wind beneath your wings.
Mom to two of the most adorable kids named after Beatles, wife to a frustratingly-talented musician stuck in a suit and tie, sister to the biggest bunch of head cases you'll never meet, daughter to a genius and a saint, and friend to all. Legally blind, Certifiably bipolar, and Undeniably oversharing, the only question left to ask is, Why wouldn't you be reading this?