Diabetes doesn't define me, but it helps explain me.
Tweets from a girl with an unemployed pancreas.
Standing up in the crib can only lead to trouble -->
I am a parking lot troll, waiting for the train. And I love seeing the direct impact of stress on my blood sugars:
If you give a kid a basket ...
Looks decent so far. :) First attempt at Banana Nutella Bread:
Christmas hangover, courtesy of Abby the Cat.
@DMomBlog We couldn't pull off a thumbs-up, so we did a thumb-IN. :)
Playing BatMom and BatGirl. (Yes, I'm wearing a burp cloth as a cape. What?)
@MajorBedhead LOL! Dude, she's sporting the best Batman shirt ever.
This is when I work (as she sleeps in the living room b/c her room is being painted):
Sleeping birdy. Not-working-Kerri.
Birds hanging out inside the terminal.
@elizabetharnold @_sugarbump --> BSparl presents the pumpkin jammies.
Central Park appears to be about the size of RI. ;)
At the InStyle after party.
Buried billboard on Bloor Street.
Dr. Edelman has created a wonderful conference, and he also offered the balloons up for the taking.
I found the little bastard. Now he must die!
This morning's coffee was brought to me by No-Sugar Added poetry. :)
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