Today I got up and felt like doing nothing.  I went to see mom for a bit, then home and got into bed for a couple hours.  I blew off the gym. 

GSR last night was every bit as riveting and spellbinding as ever (not).  But it was good to be sitting in a room with winners, people who want to serve and who care about the organization. 

Afterwards, FM and I went to Texas Roadhouse where I had an itty bitty piece of steak and some veggies.  I did fall off my diet, though, and ate a couple rolls with butter. 

I'm getting too frustrated with the whole weightloss thing.  I have never had to work so hard to lose a pound.  Six weeks and five pounds.  I'm not building THAT much muscle!  I will keep at it though.  I haven't completely given up although I wish there were someone to whom I could appeal.

It's only ten after six and I'm bored out of my mind.  Reminds me why I had myself on such a rigorous schedule.  I hate being bored.  Nothing on TV but the endless disinformation being provided by CNN and FOX.