I just wrote to my friend and as I was offering advice, my little voice said to me, "Are you listening to yourself?" Good advice, Little Voice. Taking care of ourselves seems to be the hardest thing we do. We love one another so much as to encourage and praise and pray for. Make your friend your mirror, whaddaya think?

I'm inside my calorie limit today! If I can do that at least 3 more times this week, then I can move to Level 3 on Bronze, whoopee! During my drive home today, I was thinking about this wanting to lose weight and, remembering the advice of my dear friend Marie White, then I KNEW in my knower that that's going to happen only when my consumed calories are less than my used calories every day.

And why don't I plainly state what I want? "Lose weight," how vague and nice that sounds. What I want to lose are these folds of blubber showing up on me. Gal on Oprah tonight said, "I weigh more than I ever have in my life -- 198." I replied (yes I talk to the TV), "Oh, yeah, I weight more than ever and it's more than that!!! But it occurs to me now that it's not the number on that scale, it's that little roll between my arm and my breast which I've never noted before. It's my thighs getting sweaty and feeling chafed because they are too big for me to separate when I am sitting or standing (unless I lose my Southern Belle credentials, of course).

OK, freshly and deeply resolved: Eat fewer calories than I burn AND get back to water aerobics class.

May the Grace of God help me to make it so.

Good night.