Week 3D

AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok...that feels better. I have had a devil of a time getting back onto my blogger dashboard to write a new post. For the first time since I was a size 6, it asked me for my username and password. I HADN'T A CLUE!!! I tried what I thought it was...nope. It was like I had amnesia. I did not know who I was, and I could not get to where I thought I needed to go. It was terrible. Finally, I found a link that basically said, "Look, you moron, if you don't have a clue who you are, do you think you at least remember your address?" So, I typed in my email address, got an email that sent me to another page to change my password, which I did. Funny thing, though...I still don't have the foggiest clue what my username is. It's like one of those alter personalities in Dissociative Identity Disorder. hmmmmmmmm...

ANYWAY...back to my blog. My diet took a detour this week. I was at the 19th Annual Pastors' Conference at the First Baptist Church in Jacksonville, Florida. They fed us two meals a day at the church. The first day, I tried to take my supplements and a mixing cup, but it was just too cumbersome (and that food was just too good). So, I convinced myself that I would just make wise choices. And, I did, for the most part. For the least part, I ate a baked potato a couple of times. Oh, well, shoot me. I don't look at it as a failure. I see it as a cycle of the moon. I waned. Now, I'm a new moon, completely in the dark about my progress (or lack thereof) but fully anticipating shining brightly once again, as big as the horizon. (Eew...visual image...the other connotation for moon made me think of my big ol' tookus showing it's vertical smile from sky to sky...)

I think I'll go and drink my afternoon snack now.