I am supposed to be in Houston tonight enjoying an Astros game or playing at Main Event with family but the possible return trip nightmare due to Hurricane Ike caused my boss to change plans. So instead of getting to sleep late in the darkness of my quiet solitary hotel room I am home dealing with screaming kids and bills.

Also I got in trouble from Jo for not keeping up with my blog. I got blocked at work and haven't had time at home to update.

As for the WOE, I am down 32 pounds and 30 inches. I have made it to Onederland. That's pretty private info to be made public but I guess it was obvious I wasn't a size 0 to begin with. I am 2 days short of finishing week 7. I weighed today because tomorrow is the first cheat day and the next day is High carb day. I don't really have anything in mind. If I was in Houston, I would have had a red Shipley doughnut and Firehouse wings. I am not so sure that sugar tomorrow wouldn't start carb cravings so I am hesitant to try anything much.

I am already planning on the next round of Cracking. I know I have to add more exercise and more calories. I have been under 1000 calories for the last few days/weeks and know that is bad. I go back to see my doctor two days after I finish the first 8 weeks. I will be anxious to see the results from all her tests.

As for family updates, my oldest son competed in his first xc meet this past Saturday. We started the day at 5:30 a.m driving 45 miles to see him race for 17 minutes for xc, then drove 75 miles the other direction for middle son's football game, then back the other way 45 minutes to finish the day with a rodeo which ended at 2:00 a.m. Sunday. Needless to say we were still dragging this morning when it was time to get up for xc practice.

This week is Homecoming for the football team. Every day is a crazy day at school. Tomorrow is twin day and we are currently searching for a missing orange sock. I better end the update and help corral the search party.