We never know what incidents will trigger us to keep going. Yesterday I got up , got dressed. I put on a cami and discovered it was too tight. A Cami ! I tried another, it was also too tight, I dug around and found an old one that did work OK. I thought I had gotten rid of all my "fat" clothes. I wondered what I would wear to go shopping, I really didn't want to go out in the sweatpants with the hole on the knee I was wearing , back to the closet, I found a pair of cords although a little snug would work. The sobering thing about the cords, they were a size larger than I normally wear.
I will not go buy clothes in a larger size. I refuse !!!


I am not going to beat myself up for it, but neither will I be lenient with the little naughty afternoon-snack voices. They've caused enough trouble already.

No juice, no seeds - just peel and pith. I found some good ideas for teas, flavored sugar, "Buddhicello", and nice-smelling odd table centerpieces. Supposedly it freezes well when sliced thinly. The most intriguing option (since I have a leftover roast chicken to work with tonight) is to mince and simmer in some chicken stock with garlic and/or onion, and reduce as a sauce for the bird. I will try that tonight.