Sheesh, how can my favorite month of the year be nearly over? Whaaa-happened?The motorhome has been put to beddy-bye for the winter, which is always a sad time for us. Depression should hit at any time. I think Jim actually feels withdrawl pains! Actually, those could be hunger pangs because we both began Weight Watcher's last Tuesday, and our first weigh in after being on the plan, is tomorrow night! The point system is great, and he's feeling satisfied. I'm cooking like crazy, and really enjoying it. A new creative juice...and researching low-fat recipes, has become my life..at midnight, at 6am...my brain never clicks off. I keep telling him that we're eating too much, we can't get this much and it be legal, that we've obviously read the plan wrong. We'll see.
Addie and I are going on a "girl's road trip" to North Carolina to see daughter April, and my grandbaby Emmy, who will be 9 months old. April says she's a barrel of fun now, and a corker. Can't wait. Helga, the GPS wench, will be telling me which way to turn all along the way down and back. She's reliable, and not too moody, but is somewhat repetitive, when she says "recalculating" over and over again. (She obviously does NOT have a 56-year old bladder to contend with!)