Sometimes Spontaneity is NOT a Good Idea

Last weekend, my BFF and her hubby flew in from  Missouri for a visit. While they were in the neighborhood, and had not seen Lake Tahoe in person, we planned an overnight excursion and booked a suite at the “Rustic Cottages“, in Tahoe Vista. We could not have found a cozier or friendlier place to be.

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Emerald Bay

While exploring around Lake Tahoe, we were at a ‘Vista Point’ and saw Emerald Bay with its castle and private island. My BFF and her hubby are hiker’s, bicyclists, and campers. Once we found out that there was a trail you could hike down and tour the castle, those two were practically drooling.

If you know me, and some of you do – you know that mountain climbing is a really bad idea for clumsy and directionally challenged me. But you know how it is. Everyone else wants to go. And they are looking at you with pleading eyes.

Wanting to be spontaneous and fun, I hiked with them on the trail down the mountain to the bay. The trail was not straight down the mountain, so, it took a  l  o  n  g time to reach the shore below. The park ranger that took our $10 (?!) parking fee, told us that it was a mile long hike to the castle.

She lied.

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The Castle

The mountain or the bay could have been a mile long, but the trail had many switchbacks and you could only see the section you were walking on unless you leaned over the edge. I was fine with that information passed from hubby. I did not have to see it for myself – I’m not from Missouri.

The castle was very cool, but I could not enjoy it fully because I had started to realize the danger I was in.

I knew I used all the carbohydrates in my body. And that was walking downhill. I would not be able to hike back up, unless I had some fast sugar and something to eat.

I won’t go into the details about insulin to carb ratio’s, or use any medical terms here, but the bottom line is that low blood sugar (hypoglycemia) is way more dangerous than high blood sugar. At least in the short-term.

That being said – I always carry a little juice box in my purse for when I need to raise my blood sugar in a hurry. However, four ounces of apple juice was not going to get me back up that trail, and our snacks were in the car, along with my bottle of water. After digging through my  Smarties purse, I found 2 packages of ‘Smarties’ candy.  Whew! I sucked on them as we began to climb.

It was embarrassing how often I had to find a place in the shade to rest. The high elevation in Tahoe did not help. It was a struggling and torturous climb for me. After absorbing the Smarties, I felt better and I could pick up my pace, but it was a brief repast.

Half-way into the ascent, I felt the symptoms of low blood sugar – I was nauseous, hot, shaky, weak, and irritable. Luckily, I kept myself from panicking. My BFF came to the rescue – by dumping out her purse and finding little boxes of ‘Nerds’ and a banana ‘Laffy-Taffy’.  BTW: They  tasted wonderful, even when eaten for medicinal purposes. And they probably saved my life. At the very least they saved me from seizure or coma.

I did make it up to the parking lot, and got home to blog another day. I am still kicking myself for not thinking things through. Diabetics that are ‘brittle‘ like I am, can’t  be very spontaneous. It sucks, but that’s how it is.

Every meal, snack and activity has to be planned and prepared for. My daily supplies (insulin, needles, glucose monitor, and juice) must be calculated out for the expected itinerary, and packed with me when I travel. This girl can never ‘pack lightly’ again. I did not have enough juice/food with me, because I did not factor in a long hike that day.

Thank God I was not by myself!

Wait. a. minute…

If I was by myself, I would not have gone hiking in the first place…   😉

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Encouragement (and a Little Hope)

I came across this quote today while cleaning my office:

The person who removes a mountain begins by carrying away small stones.

— Chinese proverb

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I really needed to read that.

I have tried to move a mountain with a bulldozer, big chunks at a time, in my impatient way of doing things, and it is not going well…

I haven’t even opened the file that contains my novel in weeks. This alone makes me feel like a big loser instead of a writer working on a novel. I have started many novels in my life and got distracted by something (or just got bored with the story), only to abandon them to the bottom drawer.

I can’t let that happen to this one – it is too good.

I worry that I won’t be able to get back into the groove after weeks have gone by. From a distance, the novel becomes an immense, complicated project and completely out of my league. Self-doubt gnaws at me with familiar voices. “You’re wasting your time,” “You write like a kid,” “It’s way too corny to be taken seriously” – and those are the nice ones.

Funny how one sentence can put things into a new perspective – that encourages and gives hope. A sentence that states a simple truth, that can be applied to many things for many people.

Yes, my novel is a huge undertaking and overwhelming when I dwell on it. If I just take it one small section, one chapter, at a time, then I can get it finished.

Thank You, Chinese monks, writing proverbs.
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Despite the Rumors, I Did NOT Join a Convent

As if they would take me!

So, when those of you who know me well stop laughing, I will explain.

If you didn’t notice Not Pretending (to be sane) has been silent, no worries. Consider it a little vacation for your brain.

If you did notice a disturbance in the Force, please accept SeeNoStormTroopersmy humble apology. If it makes you feel any better, I have missed y’all. So much so, that I am writing a post when I should be doing chores. Today is my only ‘day off ‘ this week. The rest of this week, through the week-end, I am working at our local Quilter’s Guild’s annual Quilt Faire.

This is a HUGE to-do for us quilter’s. And a lot of work to get it together every year. Because it is the most elegant and fun Quilt Faire EVER!  People keep telling us that and we, of course, believe them.

So… If I’m not actually working at the venue, I am home baking goodies to sell at our Country Store. A good thing I’m giving them away, since I shouldn’t eat them myself. To further prevent the ‘taste testing’ I may decide needs to be done, I baked a sugar-free cake for us to enjoy. I hope it’s big enough.

If I don’t make it to the grocery store today, it will be the only thing in the house to eat. Unless we want freezer-burned pot-pies or ‘Kid’s Cuisine’s’ that our granddaughter’s won’t even eat.

I am not even dressed yet and it’s embarrassingly close to lunchtime. However, that is not yours to worry about. In fact, if you have made it this far into possibly the most boring-est post ever, I commend you 😉

Those are my excuses reasons for not adhering to my Post A Day commitment. But, in the words of our former state Governor –

“I’ll Be Back.”

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