Wednesday...

... and how did it ever get to be pronounced "wends-day?"
Anyway, it is the 10th day of my diet. After today, 15 days to go and then I will get on the scale to see if there is any damage or if it was all worth it. I am shooting for 15 pounds but will settle for 10.

sPike seems to be over his malady of being listless and throwing up for those few days. Pretty much his own self again. I don't think he had the swine flu... more like the mongrel flu.

Nothing much going on here today... maybe a trip to the post office to ship off the moo-juice lotion to Trilby... Meems day to pick up the girls from school and deliver them to Goggie's.

And then, Scarlet, tomorrow is another day.