Hey, friends! Well, Judd and I went to the neighborhood Mexican restaurant tonight after he got back. We stopped by the burned house first to see if there was anything going on but owners were gone. I'm taking off tomorrow morning to go over and see what they need. If they don't need me, I'll go on to work.
I think I'm going to just give up for a while on the eating. I am sick to death of thinking about it all. There'll be plenty of time to get back on track if I want to but meanwhile, there are more pressing issues. I'm healthy and a relatively small size. Just because it's not *my* ideal of what I should be doesn't mean it's not good enough. The doctor tells me I'm fine, my BMI is in the normal range, my family and friends say I look good, and I think for my tall height, a size 8 is fine. I'm going to work on staying there, and staying healthy. As long as I feel good, I'll be happy.
Now it's time to get on that laundry. I can't believe it's Monday again! Where did the weekend go????

A really good friend would delete this post. But...since I haven't deleted it, I hope you can forgive me.
Vickie, you goof, I wouldn't delete that post if I were you! I love to see people enjoying their food, no matter what it is! I'm still laughing at "frouferific".
I can't believe it. I ate fajitas last night (avoiding cheese) and didn't even eat the chips and salsa. And drank water. I was hoping for some better news from that silly machine this morning. I guess it is the salt? I can't imagine that I gained 3# yesterday for real.