The greyhound is feeling so much better. You can tell this from how he naps at the top of the stairway vs. in his kennel. Can't you tell he is happy from this photo? This is what he looks like happy.

I am loving this morning's coffee. What is it about coffee in the morning? Must be the caffeine. I love it. I am also proud I had that Activia yogurt that is supposed to help with digestion. I was horrible last night -- pizza for dinner, beer, popcorn. I wish I could do that over again. Still hate myself when I'm weak.

I am very excited that my son R's team won their game last night. The lost every game last season and nearly every game the season before that. Soccer is a fun sport, but winning once in a blue moon doesn't hurt. I want him to have an active life and soccer is a good sport to stay in. I wish I had, but I quit when my boobs got big. To me there was no point in being in a sport that required running -- I didn't savor the thought of being beaten to death by my boobs. Sports bras in those days sucked. I need to venture into finding a good one I like for right now -- DD's don't do well in a regular bras for sports and I'm looking to have a more active life. I want to start walking again and going to the gym. I need to convince myself that I love vegetable and exercise.

The pain isn't so bad today -- I think it is because I got more rest.