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When I saw this I couldn't help but tell the story of a woman I met yesterday while I was sitting at the garage having my car worked on. She came in with her rat-sized dog on a leash. We got to talking, and she mentioned that she had been a Correctional Sergeant in a woman's prison in Colorado, and moved back to this area after she retired to be near her daughter. What a coincidence, I had worked for 25 years in the NY State prison system as an officer, and a Sergeant, but I'd only worked in male prisons. Turns out we were both the same age...70. She told me she'd been married 3 times, and I told her I'd learned my lesson after my one and only marriage that ended in divorce back in '79. Somehow our conversation got around to health problems, and she told me she had some, but didn't take any pills to treat them. Told me she drinks a glass of cabbage juice a day, and every night she smokes a joint so she can sleep.

She went to make herself a cup of coffee with the Kueurig machine they have, and looked for the sugar, but couldn't find it. All they had was Sweet & Low, and Equal. I asked her if she wanted a Splenda as I carry them in my purse. I'm diabetic so switched to Splenda when I was diagnosed. She went on a rant, telling me that those sugar substitutes aren't good for you, that they do all sorts of things to your insides, and will eventually kill you. She finally found some sugar and put it in her coffee, then decided she was hungry and took a walk across the street to the bakery. By the time she got back her car was ready, and she left. I had a good laugh over this woman, because after her tirade about sugar substitutes, I discovered she was a smoker, not just of marijuana, but regular cigarettes. I guess she doesn't realize what cigarettes do to your insides. I know both my parents and one sister died of lung cancer.