Cranky as anything

Yes, still here. Still working, still sleeping, still doing fun things, still smiling. BUT what we're not doing is eating carbs. It's crazy but it just might work. The weight situation hit a nerve on the night of our anniversary when I tried to put on 3 skirts and one dress before I found something that I could get to fit. (It's Rachel writing but M has similar issues but all his skirts fit fine.)

So, a crazy carb free diet means cranky critters. Who is going to eat that huge slab of leftover carrot cake sitting in the work kitchen? Not me. Who is going to have a simple, tiny biscuit with her cup of tea. Not me - and I'm not enjoying it one bit.

Groan.