DAYS WITHOUT SUGAR: Resistance

The ice cream truck guy used to know me, and even lurk around a few extra minutes if I didn’t come running.  I was a classically trained Pavlovian.  Ask anyone: dozens of people have witnessed me say, “Oh, here comes the ice-cream truck!,” and bolt for my change jar, and be back before it even …

DAYS WITHOUT SUGAR: The Results

It worked.  After about 1010 days without sugar, I had an Aunt Doris-sliced slice of my mom’s homemade holiday pie (as promised nationally on CBC’s AS IT HAPPENS with Carol Off).  Honestly, in all serious truth, the roasted squash and parsnips was better. I wanted seconds of the turnip (which admittedly has a tablespoon of …

DAYS WITHOUT SUGAR: Premeditated Murder!

I always said, My goal is to kill to my sweet tooth.  And I think I did it.   I’ve been on set with an array of donuts and chocolate bars in front of me.   The window scoreboard is down.    So, I’m free. I can do and eat what I like.   However, …

Days Without Sugar: Gone, but still going…

I thought it was time the window scoreboard went… the media attention was getting crazy and besides, I needed the window empty in it’s role as a prime location in Parkdale’s greenest feature film, GOLDFISH. But, life is different now and my tastes are different, too.   There’s granola bars and chocolate bars availabke on …

Days Without Sugar: Brought to you by the letter M

I’m not sure how many people will get a Roman numeral reference, but oh well… 🙂      Too busy on Project GOLDFISH to have possibly pulled this off; thanks to Angela and Bryan for painting the new Count.  That’s what neighbors are for!  Hugs, guys. I always thought this would be a tiny bit cooler, …