So stressed this past weekend went to pick up dinner and also bought a large candy bar, a chocolate cupcake, and a box of cookies. And ate them all. Before dinner. The candy bar was gone before I got my coat off. Had mashed potatoes with dinner. Al poured me a large glass of wine to go with that. I’m only mentioning the carbs.

Because, you know, carbs are what I am not (supposed to be) eating. So the scale has gone up a notch but I’m back on track after two days of deep breathing and Nurse Jackie. Between episodes, I came up with this bright idea to help me stay on track. A permanent shopping list and menu. Why keep reinventing the wheel? Especially just for a short little span of time in which I want to kick ten pounds to the curb?

Due to the stress, I…