Despite the county fair this weekend - I've been good. The carameled apples, elephant ears and cotton candy don't bother me at all so it wasn't too bad. I did have a taco salad though cause I was so hungry, so I did behave myself and am still losing.
Had a scare last night. My husband was getting ready to go sit outside in his blind to hunt deer, but he had severe chest pains so he laid down. Refused to go to the doctor or let me take him. He's a man. He's always been like that. Sews himself up when he rips his skin open. Even accidentally stabbed himself in the arm with a knife and he stitched himself up. Anyway, I had him take aspirin right away, and then we had some nitroglycerin tablets in the cupboard (from his dad who passed away). Had him take one of those. After a little bit he felt better, but he was weak and wiped out. This isn't the first time this has happened. I told him it was his body telling him to get checked out, cause the big ones on its way. I think I've got him convinced into seeing a doctor. Maybe . . . He was really being "such a man"

and all refusing to see anyone, and complaining about the cost of doctors and hospitals, that until I had tears in my eyes,

he didn't really think of how this would affect me and the kids (even though they're grown). Anyway, cross your fingers

and hope I can get him to the doctor.
Meanwhile, he has been watching his food all week alongside me - it helps when we both are doing it. He has his own kind of diet though. Whatever - at least he is trying, somewhat.