I feel

Dear Diary, not Dairy.

I feel not so great today. Every day I seem to sink lower and lower, physically.
Physically challenged and some days mentally challenged.
I should be a bone but instead I am packing on pounds. Darn Thyroid (or lack of)
I did not gain last year, I dont think. Oh well two more weeks to go. What will I be on the 20th.
I can be like a Dick and Jane book.

See Sue Stand

See Sue Fall

See Sue Roll.

Sue stood, fell and rolled.

Probably not but I feel bloated, Bad feeling, Could be laziness on my part.

All I really want to do is lie back down.

My eyes look like droopy slits.

I need my Sons, my Daughter my Sisters. (all three of them)

I want my Mommy.

I sat up late last night (11:00)  and embrodiered, My thread kept knottin.

 I finally lay it aside until a better day. Maybe today,  I can concentrate.

Mama always said, "If your thread knots, someone is talking about you."

So

 STOP IT!!!! PLEASE.

I have things to work on.

I should get up and mop floors, scrub bathroom floors, vacumn.

And  I probably will, NOT!

So Yesterday I bought Matzos. 

 It is bread. HA!!!

9 loaves in a box 2 inches thick. 

The box is 2 inches thick.

 (It says, not for passover use)

Then what the heck is it for?

As I opened the box, and took a bite, I thought this is nothing but flour, water, and oil.

I was 100% right. (with a little malt added for color I guess)

 I thought of the Bible and Unlevened bread.

Not a good thing, (unleavened bread that is)

I also thought, "If I have a glass of wine with this, This could be like the "Last Supper"

If I had to eat bread like that all time, I may just give it up.

 I am Southern and I  Can't eat without bread. I even have bread with my Chocolate pudding.

If I had chocolate pudding.

I have bread with my dumplings and dumplings are a form of bread.

 I guess you are tired of my griping and whining.

I will close Dear Diary and Wish I had Dairy.