Diabeticical

I knew about this, at least on some level. I mean it makes sense doesn't it? The much-touted ADA diet that is spoon fed diabetics does little or nothing to help control blood sugars and yet it still seems to be the "golden rule" for diabetics, type 1 and type 2 alike.

OMG YUM! I plan on making this tonight and maybe adding cocoa powder to "chocolate"it up. Been having major chocolate cravings for a while now :) I will let you know! Cream Cheese Mousse, great for a diabetic who is practicing the low-carb lifestyle!! 8 ounces cream cheese 1 cube butter (yes! 1 cube) (8 ounces) 1 cup heavy whipping cream  4 svgs sweetener of your choice 1 Tbsp almond extract Melt butter until it's barely soft or allow to sit till it's room temperature and soft. With an immersion blender mix together all ingredients. It will be tough to blend and take a bit of man handling. Add more hwc if neccesary. About 4-5 servings. As with any food, please test using your meter. Heavy whipping cream and various sweeteners might spike some people.

I am always looking for recipe's that fit into my LCHF lifestyle. (Low-Carb, High fat) I stumbled on these in a group I belong to and couldn't be happier! Low Carb Red Lobster Biscuits 1 cup cheddar cheese, grated 1 cup almond flour 4 eggs 4 Tbsp butter, room temp 1 tsp garlic salt 1 tsp baking powder 1 tsp salt Make dough as you would ordinary biscuits making sure not to overmix so they are as light and fluffy as possible. 400 degree oven Bake 12-15 minutes Clearly, these are the best biscuit/bread anything I have tasted on low carb. I made mine in muffin tins so they had more shape. I coated my muffin tins with butter as well so they'd be more crispy where the dough hit the pan.  Remove from the oven, melt 1-2 T of butter, mix in 1 t of Italian season. Drizzle over bisquits. * Note: I am not a salt eater and between the garlic salt and the regular salt that is added, I found it to be a bit much, so I am going to cut down the salt if I am able to

This was a big "Ooopsy" And at the time I was doing it, I knew that. Somewhere in my primal reptilian, limbic brain I just knew it was wrong and would result in nothing good coming out of it. In my limited and somewhat flimsy defense, I have to say I was trying to reward myself for a job well done through the whole rest of the day.

Yeah, so okay, I am a diabetic, but I have been feeling something for a few months now, and although I feel it, it is hard to put into words just what that feeling is.

My diabetes is not a happy camper right now. Recently my family has been dealing with some issues that, reflecting back a few years, I never would have guessed - even in my wildest dreams - we would be dealing with.

I am guessing that after 2 years it might be time to "blog it up" once again. The last few years have been uber busy and stressful, many things I won't go into, but I will tell that I fell off the "Diabetic in control" wagon. I call it burn out, others call it fed-up, tired, denial, whatever. It happens, we are human after all. A diabetics day (whether type 1 or type 2 or any other of the lastest version of diabetes) is full of reminders, no-no's, monitors, medicine etc. Many days when all we want to do is forget we have a pain-in-the-ass chronic disease, we are faced with a myriad of decisions and reminders that we do indeed have this disease and we are not like "normal" people. The hardest part of this disease, for me anyway, is the food to mouth aspect. I cannot eat like most people around me, I can't even eat at the same times that many people around me do. I must juggle food timing as well as the actual type of foods I choose

Gila Monster spit to be precise. I am finding that you can take the girl out of the desert, but you can't take the Gila Monster out of the girl. For those wondering, the Gila Monster is a desert dwelling lizard, its suppose to be highly venomous. In all my years of living in the desert I never had the pleasure of meeting one in person, they are quite elusive, but you learn to avoid certain indigenous species in the desert and this is definitely one to avoid. So imagine my surprise when I found out that this ugly spud of a creature ( actually they are quite beautiful in a quazi motto sort of way) is what is keeping me alive! I inject Gila Monster spit every day, twice a day and it in turn regulates my blood sugar, ergo, I don't slip into some random diabetic coma, or find that my kidneys have failed or my legs must be amputated. Don't worry I am not under the care of some witch doctor, or voodoo queen, high priestess, medicine woman, though my doctor has the exotic looks of

Diabetical Saying, "Aww dude, that's sweet!" is totally inappropriate and downright douchebaggary when describing something sweeter-than-sweet thus, use diabetical, so that it is clear how sweet and potentially dangerous the subject is... So sweet it may give you diabetes, the subject's diabolical plan... Wow, you see how she just unzipped her top so low like that?... That bitch, straight diabetical. Couldnt have said it better myself. And so my 1st, ok ok maybe like my 4th attempt at blogging shall begin.