Too Much Sugar

I remember a particular silence throughout the house that I thought of as a shade of grey.
-Morag Joss
“Half Broken Things”
Once again, the ‘Health & Wellness’ section of the Wall Street Journal captured me on August 25, 2009 with an article titled ‘Sweet Surrender: Sugar Curbs Urged’.

Rob Winslow and Shirley S. Wang wrote:

‘Most women should limit sugar intake to 100 calories, or six teaspoons, a day. Men should limit their consumption to 150 calories. That won’t be easy. A 12-ounce can of cola has 130 calories, or eight teaspoons.’

I say, “Avoid sugar whenever possible. And don’t even drink soft-drinks!”

The American Heart Association made a statement on August 24, 2009 that Americans must avoid ‘added sugars’. Foods that add sugar during manufacturing contribute to the higher risk of such problems as diabetes, cardiovascular disease among the overweight and obese.

I actually found 146 reasons why sugar is ruining your health. Check it out:
http://rheumatic.org/sugar.htm
PRINT it and post it on your refrigerator door.

Lick the sugar habit!

Twenty-five years ago today:

September 4, 1984
Tuesday

I went through my regular drab day of training and looked forward to going home to entertain my guests. I also wanted to make sure that the English guests had not skipped town and ‘ripped me off’. Am I being too trustworthy?

I had pizza for lunch with Barbara Reynolds. We pitched in for a carrot cake for Kent Wood’s birthday. He’s a strange one. He has a pot belly. He’s married and yet his voice comes across as sounding like a woman. When we worked in Oakland I would often get customers asking for Mrs. Wood and they didn’t believe me when I said, “You mean, Mr. Wood”.

At dinnertime I treated the damn English fellows to the Casa Maria. Their obnoxious kidding around was getting on my nerves. It was like dining with seven year old children. Brenda Halverson, the cute blond in line at the Ole’s Waffle Shop the other day was our waitress. I learned that she is from Alameda. She graduated the same year as Sherri Lewis and Linda Nannizzi (small world).

Karyn Kossoff called and I told her that Wayne and Paul were staying here for a few days. She was surprised.
“I think you’re overdoing it and they are definitely overstaying their welcome,” Karyn said.
“You are probably right,” I said. It’s just that my heart could not be rude to them.

Karyn was telling me that Eileen had talked to her today about the adventure she had with Wayne the other night. As she was speaking to me Wayne flashed his tattoo at me (it was on his right or left ‘ass cheek’—I don’t remember which side). It was a heart. Was he trying to entice me with subliminal messages?

I turned in early.