Brown Rice and Beans are Amazing
Out of the blue, the Pilot wouldn't start this morning. Change cars, girls, we are going to be late for school. We were already running late, and then we hit some new road construction. The freeway was a parking lot. We were late for school. Ping had stayed home so she could go to the gym. She was asleep when I left with the girls. There was no time to leave a note, so I called her cell. Only telemarketers call our home phone, so we don't answer it.
No answer. I came to the office to get things started, then decided I better go check on the car and see if I needed to call AAA for a tow to the repair shop. I stopped and bought a 2 gallon gas container just in case that was the problem. I put gas in the container and gas in Ping's car. I called Ping twice more, but still got no answer. When I arrived home the Pilot was gone. I called Ping again. Still no answer. I left the gas there and headed back to the office, wondering how she had managed to start the car.
Clients were calling. Rush projects demanded my attention. New clients called and scheduled appointments. Ping finally called me, stuck at home. The Pilot won't start, she told me. Yes, I know. That is why I drove your car today. I have been calling you but I got no answer. I forgot and left my phone at the office yesterday, she said. Try putting the gas in the car to see if that is the problem, I suggested. Okay, I will call you back.
That wasn't the problem, she reported. But some men working on the house next door helped me start the car using the battery charger, she said. Good, if the battery is the problem, drive to NTB and have a new battery installed. I gave her directions to the store. More clients were calling. The workers in our new office space needed to see me, so I went to help them. NTB called and I told them that they had put the previous battery in the car only two years ago. We will call you back after we check the battery, they said. No call backs. I wonder what Ping is doing. This was not a good day to be without a cell phone.
Then it hit me. I had for sure blown my steady blood pressure readings with all this stress. Especially since I couldn't walk last evening because of a sore tendon. It was throbbing so bad that I couldn't go to sleep, so I woke up feeling very tired. I dreaded putting on the cuff to check my blood pressure, but I knew I had to accept the bad news. Can you believe it? 118/82
No answer. I came to the office to get things started, then decided I better go check on the car and see if I needed to call AAA for a tow to the repair shop. I stopped and bought a 2 gallon gas container just in case that was the problem. I put gas in the container and gas in Ping's car. I called Ping twice more, but still got no answer. When I arrived home the Pilot was gone. I called Ping again. Still no answer. I left the gas there and headed back to the office, wondering how she had managed to start the car.
Clients were calling. Rush projects demanded my attention. New clients called and scheduled appointments. Ping finally called me, stuck at home. The Pilot won't start, she told me. Yes, I know. That is why I drove your car today. I have been calling you but I got no answer. I forgot and left my phone at the office yesterday, she said. Try putting the gas in the car to see if that is the problem, I suggested. Okay, I will call you back.
That wasn't the problem, she reported. But some men working on the house next door helped me start the car using the battery charger, she said. Good, if the battery is the problem, drive to NTB and have a new battery installed. I gave her directions to the store. More clients were calling. The workers in our new office space needed to see me, so I went to help them. NTB called and I told them that they had put the previous battery in the car only two years ago. We will call you back after we check the battery, they said. No call backs. I wonder what Ping is doing. This was not a good day to be without a cell phone.
Then it hit me. I had for sure blown my steady blood pressure readings with all this stress. Especially since I couldn't walk last evening because of a sore tendon. It was throbbing so bad that I couldn't go to sleep, so I woke up feeling very tired. I dreaded putting on the cuff to check my blood pressure, but I knew I had to accept the bad news. Can you believe it? 118/82
The SuperfoodsRX book has a website, and I was looking it over, and it mentions that Dark Chocolate is very good for high blood pressure.
http://www.superfoodsrx.com/superfoods/dark-chocolate/
I thought about signing up for their mailing list, but their privacy policy is anything but privacy.
And on a side note, I saw an article at Slashdot about a woman who now has no pulse. She is too small to get an artificial heart, so she has a pump that keeps the blood flowing constantly. Crazy things they come up with these days!
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Chocolate, even dark chocolate, is on my banned list, Smitty. There are 4 1/4 teaspoons of sugar (17 grams) in a single serving of dark chocolate. Fortunately, I have never been a chocolate lover.
My girls, on the other hand, love any kind of chocolate.
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Ah, poor Lee. You just don't know the right kind of dark chocolate to get. I usually go for the 85%, sweetened with honey or other natural sweetners (I am into organic and natural, courtesy of my mother0. Or even better, go for baker's chocolate with no sugar, and use it to make a nice mole sauce (no sugar, just spice). Red wine really goes well with very dark chocolate...
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I'm really not big on chocolate either, but I figured you might wanna know.
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