…we are coming to account. And re-starting the diet.

Walmart had a starter Nutrisystem kit, which seems as good as any. We bought two of those (40.00 each) and then when you open them you find you need, yes, 45.00 worth of perishable food to go with. They cover about a week.

So I’ve just been down to Safeway to get a lot of broccoli and salad and cucumbers, carrots and apples and berries and such.

At least we’ll be eating healthy for a while. And it’ll get portion sizes under control.

I’m also resolving to drink the requisite amount of water. I’m not good about that. I grew up with such terrible water my throat locks up when I try to drink a glass of water straight. So I can go days without drinking anything but coffee. This is not a Good Thing. So having reached that age when things hurt and weight piles up too easily, I figure it’s time to reform. Water it is. Lotsa water. I have discovered I can drink it if I keep a tankard of it handy and shoot about three tablespoons of lime juice into it. Which is not a bad thing. That makes it go down without choking.
Seriously, the water that came out of gran’s house faucets was pink to red…and the pump in the yard was better, but always tasted of iron. Same with the water at our house during my growing up. I wasn’t allowed soft drinks at home, generally, just as a fairly rare treat. So I took to drinking tea and iced tea. A lot of iced tea. And when I was about 16, we got snowbound at girl’s camp for about a week, in a large drafty high-ceilinged cabin with no heat but a fireplace that only heated within 10 feet of it; and a Franklin stove with which we nearly had a disaster. I was cold most of the time, being one of the larger kids who could haul a meaningful log from the woodpile out in back (about 20 feet from the back door). But there was coffee. The leaders had a massive pot of coffee and no shortage of that… [we had had to hike 2 miles to the neighboring tiny town (anywhere but Oklahoma you’d call it a village) to get groceries.] Lotsa coffee. I took to it bigtime.

The grocery getting was a hoot. In a moment of madness, and a blank check from our fearless leader, we got eggs for our breakfasts, a whole sack of eggs, and the whole county was a sheet of ice. We took turns carrying the eggs, because if you fell while carrying the eggs you had to hold them up safe—we only broke a couple, all the trip back.

Anyhow—ice storms and diets make you appreciative of what you eat. It’s going to be an interesting number of days.