The MIL is doing better. She's still not 100%, but there's definite improvement. Thank you to everyone for your well wishes.
My mood and emotions are all over the place. There is no logical reason. If there was, I'd eradicate it because I hate feeling like this. I'm sure Pepper's sick of it, too. Crying jags suck.
As of this morning's weigh-in, I've lost 23 pounds. I didn't gain over the holidays, which was my primary goal. There's still a long way to go, but slow and steady is working for me.
Girl Scout Cookie season has started. Enough said.
I'm getting a new laptop any day now because this one is dying and is starting to scare me.
24 and American Idol both starting this week is very, very good. Though it's weird watching television at night again.