Hello from beautiful downtown San Antonio!
Please forgive me for not writing yesterday but I was lost...well not really lost, we knew we were in a car and we knew we were driving in a direction but the exact location was a mystery. If you have never been to SA, then you cannot imagine the highways. Picture a bowl of spaghetti....literally. How do you San Antonians knew where you are going? I remember years ago my in-laws coming to meet us in SA. My farmer father-in-law very calmly and meticulously folded up his newly purchased SA map, handed it to me and laughed "here." He also mumbled some words like "ain't no way in hell, I'm coming back here." Thankfully we don't have a job in SA....we'd never see my dear father-in-law. Lest you think that mild mannered man didn't say that; just ask him about it! I think San Antonio has that effect on people. But I love it....being lost and all. Getting lost helped us find the Ogle College (school of beauty). What a treat! Just exactly what I needed after one month and now two weeks of being very good on my diet. We women need to pamper ourselves... A LOT!!
Diets are like getting lost in San Antonio. You might take a detour...or veer into another lane as you are marveling at God's beautiful city (just keep your eyes on the road, J!), but the good thing is you seem to find your way-- either with the help of a map, your "on-star" Hubby (let's give a cheer to internet and cell phones!), or a friend to get lost with and back on track. Friends and family are good "turnaround" markers. Marvel at them!
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