Have reached Mines of Moria and am snacking on apples and cheese as suggested by fellow hobbit, Jen. Gandalf is smug for he opened doors with silly Elven Elfin Elfen fucking riddle. Who speaks Elvish anyway these days. Their time is over. Haven’t they read the books? miles to Lothlorien: 340!

Apparently there are more people at home during the day than I usually suspect. A few days ago I was out for an evening walk, and a woman I’d never seen before who was standing on her porch called, “Don’t you usually have your dog with you?” (Well, yes, but I was too lazy to bring her that time.) Then yesterday Chanti and I were out for a walk and another woman whom we’ve seen before (with her baby boy) stopped and asked how often I walked my dog, because…

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More on the subject of poisoning Ted. Well, sort of, anyway. Today is day 14 of Lent. It’s my official weigh-in day. Now, for the past, erm, whatever. Long time. My weight has fluxuated between 186 and 189. Generally slightly more toward the 189 end. This morning (and yesterday morning, for that matter) I weighed in at 184, so I’ve lost somewhere between two and five pounds. *happy dance, happy dance*! All by not eating sweets. Yay! Another update in 2 weeks. :) miles to Lothlorien: 335

Ted thinks I’m poisoning him. I’m not making cookies and whatnot, so he’s not getting his sugar fix at home, just at school. Yesterday he had one of the desserts they’d made for the school restaurant and he couldn’t finish it ’cause it was too sweet. So he came home and said I was poisoning him. Bad, BAD wife! :) *looks around happily* I guess that’s all! miles to Lothlorien: 332

Apparently today/yesterday is the time when the body figures out, “Hey! You’re feeding me fewer calories than usual! FEED ME, SEYMOUR!” I am .starving. And if I eat another piece of fruit I’m going to choke on it. MEOW. MEOW. *MEOW*!