The D-Log Cabin

I've fallen in love with the greatest personal organizer...ever. Found it at Michaels(crafting supply store in the US). I'm sure va...

I'm not sure what I was expecting...something like the above, perhaps. (it didn't look like that at all) Anyhow, I came, I saw,I ...

Mr. Studious. Attack the Mickey!! Teeth: we've got two! Smearing my hair with applesauce. Happy baby. Unhappy bab...

(if I were a dot on this graph, I'd have been to the farrrr right) In 2005, I boarded a plane bound for Florida...bound for thi...

I've got alot to say about the awesomeness that was Friends For Life...but the most important thing to take care of (post-conferance)wa...

Many people with diabetes (myself included) fight the continual auto-immune wars. Yes, we're hot (autoimmune) messes. Type 1 diabetes...

(this is as bubble-ish as I can get us. I'm not a Photo-Shop Pro) Sometimes it feels like we live our lives in a plastic bubble. ...

#1 My child is witness to the sprouters, sprayers, gushers, finger pricks, pod changes, dexcom changes,and simeraly gory D-Acts 24 hours a...

I cannot sleep tonight. That lump of coal,formerly known as my stomach,pitches & rolls like a ship on the high seas. The D-gods are angr...

Once upon a morning dreary As I woke up, dragging wearily Diet Coke was there-for me And life was all that it should be. It's not easy h...

Back for the third year, let’s show everyone what life with diabetes looks like! With a nod to the Diabetes 365 project, let’s grab our ca...