One Week

I am down four pounds... Yay!
I am trying to figure out my relationship with food, and when I say "food" I think I really mean treats... or maybe food.  I don't know.
The kids have a piano recital coming up and they were to choose a western song to play, Paige picked "You Are My Sunshine".  I tear up every time.  It reminds me of Grandma Heap.  I miss her.  Then I just want to go and eat a cupcake... an orange JUST doesn't cut it.  What is wrong with me?

I guess we'll figure it out later... probably much later, like after we die we'll know what is wrong with all of us...  but for now, I'll go eat my orange.

I hope the rest of you are having a good week!
Love ya!