I have a very sweet boyfriend. Yesterday I was sad because the cruise I was supposed to go on for work (and make masses of overtime money on) was cancelled. So he took me to Winn-Dixie and bought all of the boxes of sugar-free popsicles they have left. (Another addiction of mine. 15 calories each. You must get the Popsicle brand, they’re the best. But can be expensive. W-D had them on sale for the outrageously low price of two 24-count boxes for $5. Insane.) So that was four boxes. 96 popsicles. Now only 93. Yum. These should last me a few weeks, at least. Yay!

Rode bike with Polly this morning. It is so friggin’ hot and humid already, and it’s not even technically summer yet, right? Blech.

Just read my comments from the past few days. (Love comments!) First, I may ask Debbie if they plan on leaving Fufu as her middle name. Good idea. (Now I wish her name was Ping-ping. That is really cute.) Also, I didn’t weigh myself this morning! Okay, I lie a little. I did, but after I had gotten up and drank some water and put my shoes on. That’s not a real weigh-in, so I think it’s okay. Baby steps. And also, I have measured myself. If I recall correctly, I’ve lost something like 2 inches off my hips and 2 or 3 off my waist. Most of my weight, I think, has come off my top half – arms and shoulders and such. Which is okay, but my hips are my worst part. But I am pleased with the inches lost. See, I know the scale isn’t everything. Tomorrow I go to the doctor for a checkup. I hope the nurse notices how much weight I’ve lost in the last year!