is food. I can't help it. Lately it is all I think about. Maybe I'm pregnant. Food baby? I don't know what is going on. Today I wrote about dieting in my Thursday 13. What no one knows is that I was eating chips and spinach dip while writing about eating healthy--heck, it was spinach. That's OK, right? I think I wrote it to keep myself in line. Whatever . . . not working.

I love food. I mean, really love food. When I wake up, the first thought through my brain is WHAT WILL I EAT? I get excited about going out with friends--because we normally go out to EAT.

We went to Sam's Club tonight. Big mistake. Those little old ladies with the samples... I made a dinner out of them--uh, the samples, not the old ladies. I think I embarrassed my husband. Oh well . . . maybe I am pregnant. But that requires you to . . .

Anyway, I'm starving. But I'm not!!!! Ugh. I'm going to get some grapes . . . chips . . . leftover pasta . . .

bye