Well,
I should be in bed right now - but after doing my CPR course and learning how
to use an automated external defibrillator (AED) - I'm all primed to save the world - where is my red cape
and tights?
So,
the reason for the above title of my blog is because tomorrow I'm heading off into the
sunset in our little diesel Smart to head to Washington, D.C. to meet up with my
husband Mike's family that are flying up from Orlando for the weekend for a little
end of the school treat for their son Aaron who has wanted to see the great
capital of the United States. Unfortunately, we were not able to get
passes to tour the White House - which my sister-in-law had requested way back
in March (maybe I should have had her write to Judge Sonja Sotomayor). Here I was, all set to ask Mr. Obama about stem-cell research
and also tell him about the joys of the roller coaster ride with diabetes that
we all deal with. Alas, I did try for us all.
Right
now I'm hoping that my blood sugars won't go too crazy since I will have to eat
out (and if you read my recent blog - I vowed not to do this too often - well -
next 5 days will be EVERYDAY). I'm packing a few nonperishable foods,
with the hopes that not everything we'll be eating will be high in calories or
make me do the guessing game of "how many carbs" is in this - and unknowingly
goof up in my guess (I'm bringing along a pocket version of The Calorie King).
I also know I'm going to be dealing with hot weather down there, along with
humidity, and all the walking around from one monument to another will no doubt
cause a few lows, but I'm all set for anything.
So,
Fat Cat Anna Goes to Washington has vowed to take a break from the Internet until next week - leaving the lap
top behind (gasp) - and I'll be reporting back to duty after La Fête nationale du Québec on the 24th of
June (a big excuse to have a big party - similar to July 4th day in the United States - but with a French flair).
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