Brutal.

Okay. It’s time for some brutal honesty. No more messing around. This is serious business, time to recommit. And all I can say is Thank God Kristina rejoined Weight Watchers.

I’m not saying she needs it or anything, but there is no one who can keep me on track better than Kristina. She is the only person I believe when she tells me I must write down everything. And I do mean everything. She even writes down chewing gum.

So in honor of Kristina, I measured the milk in my cereal this morning instead of just slopping it in the bowl. And I’m going to be honest when I have a sour lifesaver at work. Or five.

On a lighter note, we got my wedding band yesterday and it is beautiful! After letting me stare at it for a few hours last night, George put it away, and I won’t see it for another six months. So sad. It’s very beautiful. Delicate. Like myself. Ha ha! Joke.

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