Hi
Brandy 
. . . wonder where everyone else is hiding?
Spent most of my day in a little town about 50 miles away . . . periodontist (never a fun time) followed by lunch (fish and chips, oh bad, but I only ate 1/2; my stomach just didn't want all that grease since it's gotten used to better food) and shopping with a friend.
Probably would have made a better lunch choice if the old scale-

had been a little nicer this morning. First he told me up 2, then I had a big (well, you know) and thought I'd try again so then he said up
another 2 for a total of plus 4.

Now I know that really isn't possible and it's just water-weight or something, but it's still depressing.

I refuse to move my ticker . . . it just cannot go in that direction. Hopefully everything will be fine by next week as long as I stay in control.

And I will.
At least I got the coffee situation under control . . . couldn't find a carafe for my old machine so I bought a whole new coffee maker, but a fairly cheap one. I'm drinking its first cup of coffee as I type. Not too bad, but I don't think it extracts as well as the old one, so it may need a little more coffee for the same amount of water. But it sure tastes good after almost two days without any.
My friend is looking for a dress for her youngest son's wedding in July and there is just nothing out there. . . everything is too casual looking for the Mother of the Groom even though it is a summer wedding. She's sort of hinting around about how she wished she could sew like me . . . but so far I haven't taken the bait. I've just got too much else on my plate right now, but I'll probably weaken.
Have a good evening everybody . . . wherever you are and whatever you do. See you soon.
