Movie for the older dysfunctional crowd

Today I watched, all by myself, a movie my husband had no interest in, (he read a book, and it was lethally hot outside today) it was, Last Chance Harvey, a rental. The cast was incredible Dustin Hoffman and Emma Thompson and to my keen non professional critic eye the flick was done quite well, although I had heard it had not done too good in the theaters. Hoffman plays the long divorced fifth wheel father of the bride; his X is remarried to dreamy James Brolin for many years, Dustin is Harvey Shine, going to see his little girl get married in London. Thompson plays Kate Walker, who he barely meets at the airport when he doesn’t stop to answer her questions from her survey when deboarding his in-coming plane from New York. The story evolves into a surprisingly charming romantic turnabout of not letting those high-quality last chances really pass you by. As you can tell I did like it, and you probably would too if you are at all interested in fine acting and real dialogue for grownups without any car chases or special effects.

Other than that I didn’t do all that much today. I had, had a bad night probably caused by my overly concerned obsessive thinking the worst about my glucose number that I took two hours after dinner last night, it was 167, my highest since I have been home from the hospital. I thought I ate healthy, homemade corn-chowder soup, fat free cucumber salad (fat free sour cream, canola oil, artificial sweetener and apple-cider vinegar) with multigrain homemade (I can’t believe its not butter lite, garlic powder, sprinkle of parmesan and a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil) garlic bread. But there it was a bad higher reading and I was wondering why? So I looked over everything literature wise I got from the medical pros, and there was not one thing that told me what to do about it, except either, eat more leafy green vegetables or take insulin, which I am not on since I do not officially have any diabetes, thank goodness! All I had was the leafy greens, and so I ate. This morning, in spite of or because of all my unnecessary worries (actually stress can cause it to go up so I’ve read.) I took it again and it was down to 101 for a full night of fasting, and that aint bad! I am done now, until next week taking it; I was told only twice a week and I did that already, and so I am done! Not even any curiosity will cause me to deter from that medical prescription, so there.

Wow! I almost forgot to wish you all a good night and to all count those blessings and I will too!