With Sam not here, my days are all confused. I know it's Sunday and the superbowl just finished (DaBears got DaStroyed, to quote a friend), but it feels like a Tuesday or something, to me ( Read more... )

Keeping track of what you eat has a funny way of making you think more about what you put in your mouth. Do I really want to write down that handful of M&Ms? Or a couple cookies spaced throughout the day? Er... not really ( Read more... )