Working back down to my goal weight. Taking a bit more effort than I'd hope, but at least the scale is moving down. Phew. Literally and figuratively, here's a step in the right direction...
...not certain who was more excited to go on a long walk this morning...Scamps or me or my sweetie. But, alas, a Nor'easter is due late tonight through early Saturday morning. It being Spring and all, we'll have little to no accumulation, but still...I am so done with this winter. Argh.
Need to run to the store for a few staples...dreading that.
So, how's this for crazy? My pal has chicken pox. CHICKEN POX? He's 47 years old, for goodness sakes. How is that possible? Sensitive soul that I am, I promptly banned him from the house. Yes, I've had them, but, ewwwwww. All that puss and gross icky-ness. Not in my crib...uh-uh.
Anyway, need to think about what to put on the menu for this evening...perhaps a homemade tomato basil soup? Mmmmmm, that sounds very good. Decision made.
Off to the store...woo-hoo!
Jane Doh!
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