Made it to my 'first' WW weigh-in (I'd been MIA since January of this year) and the woman had a very hard time concealing her surprise and whatever other emotions she was trying to hold (smh). In the end, she gave me some encouraging words, a new book and a Welcome packet while saying 'We're just gonna start all over'. Too amusing.
Once I got home and relived my experience with hubby, he said he would make an honest effort to do better and wanted me to keep him on track. In the past this has always ended with him yelling at me about how grown he is and how he managed without me for blah-blah years. I gave him 'the look' and he promised (again) he wouldn't blow-up this time (it's like touching the hot stove ... you know it's going to burn, but you keep on trying to see how much you can stand before you have to take your hand off).
I came back home checked my BS (230 - not good), took my Insulin and assorted pills, then ate a hearty breakfast of vegetable soup with turkey breast on 7 grain honey wheat (at least it sounds healthy), drank my first 3 glasses of water and prepared my snacks for today's adventures. What adventure's you ask? Well ... today we'll be going to St. Mary's for hubby to repeat tests they didn't complete a week ago. This should keep us occupied for at least THREE HOURS not including wait times, so I'm packing for the long haul. I'm even taking the tablet, so I can get a movie or show in while I wait.
Once we're done with that adventure the next one will be determining where HE will eat. It has to be affordable and healthy ... cause we're broke, but we need to watch how we eat. I'm really hoping he'll be so groggy and tired that we can ease on down the road without stopping until we reach home.

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