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I thought today was D-Day. Or should I call it S&M Day. I really think it is suppose to be 3 days from now. But I did it anyway.

I stepped on the scale for the first time in almost 30 days.

I took out that blasted measuring tape.

I took out a pen.

I didn't need a calculator.

Then I started baking some more Friendship Muffins.

I also came up with an idea that probably already exists, because that's the way my ideas work. I think having a room that you step in where they measure displaced air would be a grand thing. Then you wouldn't have to measure body areas. And ... you might get the benefit of 1/8" somewhere you hadn't even thought of! Anything to gain another 1/8" of loss would be a grand thing.

The scale hasn't moved a whit. The inches have dropped off slowly. 5.25 in a month. Okay. That's better than nothing. If I avoid that stinkin' chocolate drawer at work for the next 30 days. Walk at least 3 days a week with Leslie. Don't eat those Friendship Muffins. Maybe? I think I need a different DVD as well. I need to lose the belly fat. The pants aren't going to fit any better unless I do that. Why on earth do sugary confections have to taste so good?!

My girls are all gone for the day .. they all left yesterday. I have boys at home. One who works at noon. After this baking is done (and maybe some laundry being as I haven't been down in that room for over a week now) I am heading outside. It looks like it is going to be an absolutely gorgeous day out there. Most of the cucumber plants are growing on a window ledge in the basement. They've decided to start hanging on to the cords for the blinds. I think it is time to move them ....

Out there to the warm sunshine.

Off to a barbeque at 4 pm.

I'd best get hustling.