Stepped on the scale this morning — what a mistake! Think this is related to the saying: “if you don’t know the answer, maybe you shouldn’t ask the question.” So, I’ll be staying off that electronic device for a while — besides that, it’s hard to drag it out of the lock box I keep it in. After all, “out of sight, out of mind.” HUH?

Since I was always a “skinny Minny,” these last few years of having weight problems just don’t compute. In my mind, I go to Curves to exercise (once, twice, or sometimes three times a week) and therefore I can have a nice size bowl of Blue Bell as a treat that night. Why doesn’t that work? Of course, if you think about it — I would have had the Blue Bell anyway, so the exercise did some good — HUH?

During my teen years, my good friend, Carol, wanted to lose and I wanted to gain. We thought we were smart to exchange our eating habits. However, when I tried to follow her meal plan, I lost! (Maybe I should try to resurrect that meal plan now.) When I was gaining too much weight during my first pregnancy, my idea of dieting was to drink a can of SlimFast ALONG with my hamburger and fries. HUH? (Perhaps that’s why my second child weighed 9 lbs. at birth.)

Terry and I are known for planning our travel routes based on “where to eat.” For that reason, we love exit 31 on IH10 in Mississippi. We have even been known to lead a caravan of others there for a few days of enjoyment at such places as Jack’s, Catfish Charley’s, and buffets at various casinos on the coast. Another time we detoured about 40 miles south of Indianapolis just to try some Fried Bisquits. HUH? Our sweet Aunt Macky just couldn’t understand our behavior, bless her heart! But we have found some neat places just following our noses stomachs.

Yesterday, Terry asked me to purchase a pair of running shorts for him. Uh-Oh, I’m in trouble! Once he sets his mind to start doing something about his eating habits and losing weight — we have major changes in the house and on the road! Oh to have his will power!

Won’t share how much we weighed in at this morning — but maybe I’ll share how much we’ve lost in the next month or so. If anyone wants to place bets, put your money on Terry!

Now, where DID I hide that stash of chocolate from myself . . . . HUH?