Hudson Valley Astrologer

“To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof little more than a little is by much too much”

~ Shakespeare

Growing up I was a snickers kid, and whenever I could get my hands on a snickers bar I’d chase it down with a can of sprite. As an adolescent, at camp, “snack time” became a mad rush for the canteen which was housed in the pavilion in the middle of campus. I’d belly up to the bar like I was a cowboy in an old western and grumble, “the usual.”

Who eats candy anymore? It’s supposedly not good for us. But my 93 year-old mother, who eats ice cream everyday because “I love it,” told me with a dismissive wave of her hand and a mischievous grin, “my glucose has been 105 forever.”

My eyebrows leaped to the top of my forehead! Maybe my doctor’s concern about my last blood test was misplaced. What if I’m not pre diabetic, and like my mother, simply have DNA that runs a little sweet?

This is good news because once upon a time my wife and I were grocery shopping on empty stomachs (a big no-no for anyone watching calories), when we spied this candy wrapper that said Moose Munch! Whoa!! Move over Snickers, “Harry and David” just raised the proverbial candy bar!

Queue up the grocery store playlist, Bow Wow Wow comes on,

(End of verse)

🎶 Sets the summer Sun on fire! 🎶

(Chorus)

🎶 I want candy! 🎶

🎶 I want candy! 🎶

On an impulse we buy a bar and split it! If there was a recording at the time you might have guessed it was the metaphorical candy we were enjoying, the kind Bow Wow Wow was singing about, instead of Moose Munch. It was that good! And in the car no less!

The bad news is that the grocery chain doesn’t carry the brand anymore. But there’s more bad news! In my chart Jupiter squares Venus. Often, but not always of course, this aspect in astrology corresponds to a propensity for diabetes. On my father’s side, his mother had diabetes and she finally succumbed to the disease as a grandmother in her 70’s. One of my brother’s has an advanced case of diabetes, and just yesterday, a friend of the family (no relation) had his leg amputated just below the knee. Ironically, the ultimate impression of candy may not be so sweet!

“The last taste of sweets is sweetest last.”

~ Richard II, Act 2, Scene. Shakespeare

HVA

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