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Last night was a complete disaster in the kitchen. I tried to alter a recipe I found yesterday and it didn't work. I ended up with some kind of low-fat sweet potato cheesecake. It might taste ok, but it looks disgusting and is the remnants of what was meant to be a two layer pie. If I cut big slices they're 4 points a slice.

Sigh.

Plus I distroyed a cornbread. I think I put too much baking soda, it tasted bitter. So this morning I had to make a new one, and in deciding that I didn't want too much stuffing/dressing leftover I halved the recipe. It tastes ok, but didn't brown.

Double sigh.

Let us not forget all the licks, bites, and tastes I did while baking. I had two of the cookies I used for the pie base. They're 1 point each!

This small pan of cornbread dressing is a whopping 17 points total. Talk about hefty dinner. I think I am having a point-free lunch. If I can make it through today (which I brought on myself since I don't really have to eat this stuff) then I will be very happy.

I know it is silly for me to feel like I need to eat a Thanksgiving dinner, but for some reason traditional family dinners are hard for me to give up.

It makes me miss home so bad.

My mother never has disasters in the kitchen. She is the most excellent cook. Now I feel weepy.

My legs are very sore from the 1 hour aqua-robics session yesterday. This is a good thing. She really worked us out and I am glad. I won't be going today, but I will go tomorrow.

I did a really wimpy walk this morning because even though it was just after 8am it was already getting hot. Today is going to be a scotcher. And I'm cooking turkey! There is a reason that we celebrate it in winter in America, and it has nothing to do with when the pilgrams landed! Trust me.

Maybe feeling hot will keep me from eating.

I was so hungry yesterday that I think I drank 16 glasses of water (around 8 16oz bottles) and my hunger was still not abated. Working out makes me very hungry. I ate all my points and probably more with all the baking tastes.

If I break even without a gain on Saturday I will be thrilled to death.

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