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A few days ago, I decided the weight thing was getting serious, and I need to really lose at least 7 lbs before I see my Mom. Day 1: Good. 2 lbs down. Day 2: Fair enough. 2 lbs down. Day 3: Good -- until it was No Good. Heckfire! Walked in virtue all day, sorting closets, doing laundry, letting the kids make the traditional Fourth of July American Flag cake, -- and that was my downfall. At 9:00 pm we walked across the field, bearing our folding chairs and cake to watch the free (for us) fireworks. I had like 6 pieces. Talk about melt in your mouth. It's hard to believe anything can be so fattening when it doesn't really fill you up. BTW, the ingredients to this delicacy are, Betty Crocker White Cake Mix, Jello gelatin, Cool Whip and sliced fruit (strawberries and blueberries). Anyway. I dreamed last night of chewing some kind of blue glue-y, plastic-y medicinal gunk. Chewed and chewed, but it wouldn't break down, so I finally spit it out. What is my body trying to tell me? Sigh. Back in the saddle today.