And on the Fourth Day, She Medicated With Wine

Because it's been a wine and carbs kind of day. Actually, it's been more like a sugar-coma kind of day, but, bread and wine will have to do because I am off sugar and therefore can't indulge in the Ben & Jerry's Phish Food ice cream that resides in the deepest recesses of the spare freezer out in the garage (where, in theory, I will forget its existence completely, someday).

Now, to make it through tomorrow, at which point I will be able to say that I am one week in (and, one week closer to having a clue about what the hell I'm doing).