Hey, Aimee. Sorry you're still feeling sick - bummer. At least the spectre of familial comfort foods didn't overpower ya, though. LOL
Wow, look at that ticker. Jen! I'm back to the business of getting my ticker to move in the correct direction. I didn't weigh last week and am a little scared to weigh tomorrow, but I have to be realistic. I know I've gained, because my 18 Venezia jeans, formerly been sliding neatly down without my unbuttoning them, are now just fitting again.
I can't let myself get down about that, but must make the right choices and know the weight will once again come off.
Howie had to be at work at 8:00am, so I missed my normal wake-up call and slept in until almost 1:00pm (in all fairness, I was up until 4:30am). I've not slept well for several nights and it felt wonderful to snuggle down and listen to the storms blow through, cuddle with the doggies, and just relax.
The rude awakening was getting up and finding out the power had been blown out by the storm. No coffee! I borrowed Nancy's car and went to McDonald's for coffee, and by the time I got home, our power was back on. But, like I told Nancy, I couldn't have had an ice cream cone at home.
