Um. This is supposed to be my weight lossjournal/online conscience. Something like that. In the interest of honesty and keeping it real etc. Wanna know my new favorite sammich??? Of course you do. Grilled havaarti on German pumpernickel. OMG- warm and melty and creamy. YUMMY.

Naturally this is why I need to make healthier choices- I ate two. I suppose it was better than artificial cheese product on that ultrasoft, pillable over bleached white bread. I oughta’ve stopped at one though. TOO LATE. LOL

Remember the exercise plan for this week? Totally shot to hell. No good reason, really. I’d think, “Hey, you need to go for a walk.” Wait a couple of seconds and any number of excuses pop up. Too tired- from not exercising! Too many errands. Too____. Fill in the blank.

I gotta run. Tomorrow hubby and are driving out to the valley to take oldest son, B, to a small music oriented liberal arts college for their open house. As I type this he sits behind me diligently filling out college application forms. I remember him as a roly poly infant creamy skin, pink gums, enormous smile. Full of hugs and trust and innocence.

Now he’s 6′2″, taller than hubby, skinny, hazel eyed, shy young adult. Not quite ready to step out but brave and hopeful. Where have all the years gone? I look at him and still see the tiny infant. Hold him close. Safe and warm forever.

I’m making black bean chili in my crock pot insert. Daughter, N, will only need to drop the insert into the heater base, turn it on & we’ll be ready. I know I won’t feel like cooking after traipsing around the college all day. This way I won’t take the easy way out and order fast food or something else greasy and fattening.

That’s the plan anyway. I’ll let you know if I succeeded.