Sugar Baby!

I have a sweet tooth the size of King Kong. I also have a salty tooth, carb tooth, fat tooth....But, this post isn't about that. It's about SUGAR. I have been DVR-ing (It's like Tivo) Oprah and Dr. Oz and watching them late at night. Now if you are going to watch something about your health, late at night is not the time to do it! Everything seems ten times worse than it is and you are absolutely, positively sure you have all the symptoms and signs of whatever horrible disease they are talking about. So anyway, Dr. Oz was explaining to Oprah and me about how diabetes can be a sneaky, nasty disease. You feel perfectly fine and then... Bam! They have to cut your feet off. Since both of my grandfathers had it and I have such a sweet tooth, I am now going to be tested on Monday. If I am borerline or have it and have to give up sugar, I'll just die! (Now isn't that ironic?) Of course, I feel fine and don't think I have it, but who does? So I am doing the adult thing (which is never any fun) and getting tested. Thinkin' I might have to finish up the ice cream before Monday...