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So-So Sunday

I am awake. I think I may be the only one that is, at least no one else is roaming about drinking coffee and writing in a weblog.

I am worried that today I will eat too much out of sheer boredom because I am here with not much to do because of the heat, and so much bad food lurking about.

I did okay last night. I pretty much stayed in the 20 point limit which was great. But today I am going to be at this little clothing party of my mum-in-laws and she is having nibbles.

I had her buy lite dip and low-fat rice crackers, but I know I will probably still eat more than I should. Hopefully I will have the sense to drink a lot of water and eat some carrots beforehand.

Tonight we will have salad for dinner at home because mum-ralph and younger-ralph are going somewhere. I am not sure what we will make because we need to go grocery shopping.

Damn. I just remembered I was meant to defrost our freezer. Oh well. And I have no idea when we will go shopping since the store near us probalby doesn't stay open that late on Sunday afternoons.

We will probalby have to pick up just enough for dinner at the other place that stays open later and get the rest on Monday.

That is all I can muster. And now that I've bored you too, please pass along Main Meal Salad recipes. Ta.

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