I’m getting close to being back. I had chips last night (thanks Tara for reintroducing the simple pleasures). We had bunko and there was corn dip and if ever there was a moment to see if I could eat chips…that was so worth it. I have gotten braver throughout the week. My voice is so much better and my throat is healing more every day. Thank you Lord.

Although, there is a bad side. Now that I can eat again, I am quickly loosing my race to keep this weight off. Not good. I’ve got to make a new plan..how do you go from drinking nutrition drinks with the most number of calories, to reminding yourself that you have lost an amount of weight that you wanted to after Christmas (chemo and radiation are not the most ideal diet, but hey I have to find the positives) and now keep it off.

Maybe that will be my new journey…enjoying food and life without becoming a rabbit or exercise junkie. Who knows.

On a different note, the Chairman of our State Democratic party was shot today in his office several times and died later at the hospital…really. Who goes into an office and asks to see a man and then shoots him? Aren’t those the things my Lifetime movies are made about? I’m so anxious to find the connection. We are supposed to do random acts of kindness you people.

Back to happy. I’m going to get fajitas on the way home tonight..bet you didn’t think there could be a place to get “to-go” from in Arkadelphia like that…Guess where they are from!