While it's true that the scale and I have had a relationship for years, it has been a love/hate thing. However, after another nice visit this morning we have done more to mend the errors of our, um, my ways.

We are heading to my son's first high school football scrimmage. I can't believe he is going to be 15 in a few months. Before long he will be gone.

That's just 4 years from now. Another blogger I read has taken over three years to get rid of 100 pounds. I hope it doesn't take me that long but I am going to be living those years anyway. So getting to the point...I will be healthy before my oldest son graduates. Once he told me that we were like the beads on my bracelet. He and his dad were the skinny ones and I was the fat one. I don't want to be the fat bead anymore.