Friday today and I think maybe I haven't done all that well. EM and I impulsively went to Applebys for lunch instead of me bakin potatoes and steaming some veg and frying a bit of ham. We shared a pecan-crusted chicken salad - yum, yum - and also shared a bacon-cheeseburger and fries - oh, why does SIN have to taste so GOOD! I haven't eaten anything since 1:30, though I did have my one diet coke about eight tonight. Maybe I have to give that up, too. But I don't feel the least bit depressed, surprisingly. I'm too focused on all the things we have coming up - the concert, Prabjahl's visit, Chelsea coming, pitching Women of Faith to the Red Hats, etc. etc. etc. No doubt that is the clue to successful dieting - keep too busy to think about the fact that you're dieting!