First of all, I LOVE YOU GUYS! I feel like such a schmuck for not blogging and commenting as much as I had been previously, but you guys (gals) have been so sweet and wonderful and understanding. That means more to me than I can put into words. It's nice to be loved unconditionally, we are so fortunate to have each other.
That brings me to Chicago. I'm planning as if I'm going. Airplane tickets are already purchased. Today is the deadline for the hotel reservation, and I'm trying to get that done stat. This really is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I won't pass that up lightly.
Speaking of lightly... the Lays/PMS crisis is averted. Can't tell if there was any scale damage, but I will be fine if there is because I'm positive it will come off. How am I so positive? Well... my band is so tight with hormonal swelling that I almost can't see straight. Last night I was on the road and trying to eat my dinner... some chicken McNuggets (gross, I know, but completely convenient and easy to eat while driving). I got down three pieces and was feeling pretty full. Does that stop me sometimes? Of course not. So I took a bite out of McNugget #4, and... oh... no... I got "that" feeling. One tiny, little, stupid bite and I was over the edge. I proceeded to pb and slime almost the entire ride home, at 65 miles an hour no less. I couldn't help but to laugh thinking all the truckers on the road with me probably thought I was chewing tobacco and spitting. So f*cking lady like, but what was I to do? I'm fairly proficient at this now. Anyway, any question I had about my band needing to be tightened anytime soon has now been clearly answered.
Thanks again for all the love and support (you know who YOU are!!!) and I really value everything you say and share.