Ok, I'm back.
First of all

to Mary. I felt so bad about the miners - was saying prayers for them as I was following the news story. I feel so badly for their families. I agree with you, the miscommunication was unfortunate but not malicious. I take away from this tragedy once again that life is precious, you never know if this is your last day, give those you love a hug and a kiss each day, even if they aren't acting "kissable" at the moment.
Madcat, we first planned a big-ish wedding. Postponed it when my dear MIL came down with cancer. Time passed (2 more years), I got impatient waiting for DH to ahem, get the lead out. Told him one day to make up his mind, marry me or hit the road. We were married 2 weeks later. It was a small but intimate wedding that everyone said was so much more fun than the stressful, more formal affairs. So keep your priorities in perspective, it's your day, your celebration, do not let others influence you. Hope all goes well for TB's dad.
Carla, don't worry about responding to everyone all the time - just maybe once in a while if one of us has asked for help or just said something profound

It
IS more important to take care of you first.
Shad, good to hear you got some rain. Hope you got a nice refreshing breeze or two also. I am almost shocked that in the heat of your area someone is actually wearing formal long sleeved shirts that require cufflinks. Bravo to the well dressed man *hats off*
What a busy group - Ceejay's treading along even with an ouchie head, Mel's cleaning - can I ask why you steam your veggies ahead of time?, Holly's making lists, Meadow's walking away those pounds AND finding stuff to make us giggle. Painter, often I dream of escaping the corporate life to do something on my own but the idea of marketing myself -

always scares me away. I guess you just have to set the timer and say you'll spend the next 30 minutes doing nothing but revenue generating things.

And poor Linus - sleep deprived, getting unintentional ear baths but looking good in that new jewelry.

My mum tells me that I was also a colicky baby. One day dad walked in the room and me mum - a woman of infinite patience who was also severely sleep deprived and tired of a wailing baby was getting ready to hurl me to the wall. Dad stopped her in time and made her step away for a bit for a walk down the street. Moral is, just proves that everyone needs a break once in a while, you are only human and to this day I love my Mom more than anything so we babies don't hold anything against our tired mums - we just torment them in the teenage years.
I went to check with the nurse nutritionist today. She loved my food log / charts. Said it was obvious I understood the terms of the diet. I am getting more used to the food logging and the nutritional DB here on 3FC is a great help. I also lost 3 pounds over the holidays. I was not really following the diet, just trying not to over do it and making good choices when possible AND enjoying a reasonable serving of some darn good pizza.
I did ask to see the doctor. I have toughed out this cold for a week and this morning I woke up with a sore throat, earaches and it appeared this was cycling through my body all over again. I have very little tolerance for being sick and the idea of another week or two of this was unbearable. Doc looked at me

said my inner ears were the color of ripe tomatoes, throat was complimenting the matched set and I was indeed in need of some serious medication. So I got a shot in the butt!

I actually took comfort in that tho it did hurt like the dickens when the medicine pushed into my rather ample butt. When I was little, a shot in the butt always seemed to cure you fast - just like the most vile tasting medicine cured you the quickest. She also gave me 3 different medicines - nasal spray, decongestent, and anti biotic. Good thing as my chest is getting tight and I would have been in the doctor's office by the weekend anyway the way this was going.
My nose is now clear - sort of. But the air is very dry. Dug out the humidifier and set it in the bedroom. I can now dream of being with Shad in the humid tropics.
I also decided that it was time to take the dreaded "before" pics. The last thing in the world I wanted was for DH to take pictures of me in silloutte ?? in form hugging clothing. However, I am committed to losing weight and many people said that they regretted not having a really awful start picture to compare to when they finally got to fabulous proportions. Besides it's so hard to see yourself change. So he was quite accomodating and his eyes didn't burn out of his head - I tried taking pictures myself but it just didn't work out right. Finally, I'm no Meadow but I do have some software which allowed me to "trim away the bulges" to see what I was shooting for. Amazing and inspirational.
Food and water were very good today, even remembered that I like to eat yogurt when I'm on antibiotics and swapped out a fresh fruit cup for some berries and vanilla yogurt for my snack. Yum.
I should have been in bed an hour and a half ago, but as Painter and Meadow can attest to, playing with these graphics programs are so much fun -however, the medicines won't work as well without adequate rest so good night all.