Uh-oh. I just realized that the doctor's appointment I thought was in mid May is actually tomorrow at 1 p.m.
Darn! I have not lost that pesky ten pounds my doctor has been harassing me about. In fact, I think I may have put on a few pounds extra. Lots of good food, specialty markets, restaurants, and such in Florida. And one of the things I did not make a point of going out to get in the furnishing process--a scale.
Sure, I could reschedule the appointment, but I might as well admit that the extra time is not the issue. Enjoying good food and an accompanying glass of wine is the issue.
I have noticed that every woman's magazine at the supermarket checkout touts a "NEW" diet miracle that will take pounds off practically over night. The next week or month--a totally "BRAND NEW" miracle diet. They all come down to eat less and exercise more. Among my problems is the fact that as soon as I say the word "diet" to myself I feel inordinately hungry. Why is that?
I try to avoid elastic waist bottoms. They let you go far too long before getting the signal that clothes are getting too tight.
I have also found it helpful to develop a taste to expensive wine. That way, I just can't afford to drink too much of it.