"How many pieces of clothing does she have in her
closet with the price tag still on? """""


Now how did you know?. There were blouses (over the door on a hanger), with the tags on them. I said "oh these are beautiful" and she said "yeah, I'm waiting for an occasion to wear them". They have been on that hanger for years.

And saffron, (well, I beleive it's the most expensive spice in the world).

It's not fattening. At least I don't think it's fattening.

Actually I don't even know what it is. All I know is that she has every single imaginable spice in her kitchen. There must have been 300 little bottles and packages of spice.

And everything is in it's place. She knows if you move ANYTHING!!!

Oh, you will love this....She's a diabetic like me. She never controlled her sugar and would never even hear of going on Lantus (my sugar went from 400 to 80) I have been in a diabetic protocol in Cornell Medical Center for 2 years. Lost tons of weight. Well, I got my act together. I really had no choice. I still got neuropathy but I sincerely believe it could have gotten much worse. So I manage it strictly. I wanted her to go with me (to Cornell). She qualified for the program. She would have gotten all meds and strips and blood pressure meds (she's on different ones), for free.

She would not hear of it because it's too much work to go into NYC. from Brooklyn. I kept saying. But you'll save all the money you now spend on strips and co-pays for your meds. No Way!!!

Then she went to her doctor who told her to lose weight. What did she tell the doctor". "How dare you tell me what to do, my weight is none of your business". I told her: "You have got to be kidding, this is your doctor, it IS his business". She laughed and said "If my husband doesn't know what my weight it, why should my doctor". So forget about that idea.

But yesterday was the best. We were talking about podiatrists. She said to me "you actually let him cut your toenails".??? And I said "My dear, I'm a diabetic, I'm not supposed to cut my own toenails, and she said "I wouldn't let my podiatrist cut my toenails. I went to him last week".

So I said "If you went to him, and why indeed, did you go to him", why not let him do your nails." It seems she has an ingrown toenail that bothers her every once in a while. He did that one nail, gave her an injection,did the little piece of her nail, looked at her and said "my god, your nails are too long, I'm going to cut them". She said "get away from me, I do my own nails" and she walked out!!!!

But the best, the really best (and you absolutely won't believe this) was the conversation we had about the dentist. Now she knows I'm a dental phobic and she knows how hard it was for me to overcome my panic and finally see my phobia dentist in NYC. She is absolutely not a phobic.

But will she go to get a cleaning? NO way. This is exactly what she told me the other day (we have fascinating conversations by the way).

She bought a dental pic and she cleans her own teeth and she scrapes the tartar off all my herself. She said "my teeth look great, I took a big chunk of tartar off the other day". I just said "are you out of your mind?, you did not go to dental school, and if you nick the wrong place, you will get an infection and you are diabetic for heaven's sake".

She laughed and said "I've been doing this for 4 years.

So obviously we are talking about a person who has to be IN CONTROL here???

I think so.... But she and I get along just fine. We all have our quirks.

I just hope the dental pic thing doesn't bite her in her behind.

Melody