Oh dear. . .I've gotten myself into something I never thought could happen. I'm on the Atkins Diet. I've always said that I couldn't be on it because I wasn't willing to cut so many things from my daily menus. Then Martin comes home from L.A. having lost several pounds after less than a couple of weeks on the silly plan. I was not sold. But I was really happy to have oodles of good meat in the fridge, plus cheese and fat. All of that plus my everyday starch and chocolate intake took a toll after only a few days. So instead of just watching what I was eating, I resigned to work with Martin so we can both drop a few. (we dieted together very successfuly a few years ago -- perhaps history will repeat itself)

So today is day three. And I'm crabby. I just had a hissy fit and abandoned the family to have dinner alone. I'm pretty sure my mood is nothing some See's and a glass of wine couldn't fix. Oh, how I miss See's.