My world got rocked at work on Thursday. I've often said that the only reason I stay where I am is because I dearly love working for my boss. The guy is smart, young, fit, good-looking, and a born leader. He also is married and has two young (infant and 2) daughters, so he treats his employees the way he wants to be treated - lots of flex-time, telecommute options, etc. He announced he's moving to our product development group to take over the reliability management. Great for corporate, great for him ... and I'm suddenly the interim "quality point person". I refused to let anybody call me the interim quality manager - my lack of managerial ambition is renowned (I am a REALLY good "Indian"). So, I pouted my way through three days of food and alcohol disregard and am coming out the other side. And it's TOM as well. Fabulous.
It's spring. Change is in the air. I became motivated enough on Friday to register for the coursework that will help me become a licensed gemologist/insurance appraiser - quite excited about that. My spouse has decided (after seeing pictures of himself in his bathing suit on the beach) that it's time to try a little portion control
, so he's been asking some questions and thinking about his approach to food.Good quote - "I'm not retreating, I'm just advancing in a different direction."



over my red line weight.
Hope the doctor can do something positive!

after the post adrenalin crash
associated with breaking up yet another dogfight (Miss Chloe is going to wear her muzzle and stay on leash all week if she has to). Couldn't shake it.
was through the house. I'm trying to stay away from eat-in-front-of TV snacks like popcorn and chips so the bun with marg was the alternative. 280 cals I didn't need but craved.
: from Monday's 141. Mostly bloat but I'll take it!