Well, immediately following my claims of rededication to the diet plan and  the blog, my computer went into a complicated, incomprehensible shutdown that took nearly two weeks for the Mac store to make any sense of it.  During that time, I’ve been somewhat off track, but not horrifyingly so.  I am trying to get a handle on it and now I really have to: my best pal’s wedding was supposed to be next July, but she’s preggers, as it turns out (surprising, but happy news, considering Nancy’s wanted a baby for as long as I’ve known her), so it got bumped up to the middle of September.  I’ll have to wear a dress- she’s letting all four bridesmaids pick out black dresses in whatever style and configuration our hearts desire (bless her!).  The one I picked out is sexy and one-shouldered and form fitting enough that I am trying to somehow reconcile the literally thousands of situps that must be done before this event, as well as the ritual bridesmaid starvation and the why-am-I-not-married-yet blind panic that is at every second threatening to break loose from it’s mental chain and cause me to devolve into a raving, man-chasing lunatic.  So, back to the diet, pronto.  My food breakdown of the day was not great:  for breakfast I ate a wheat english muffin with one egg, sliced chicken, lite mayo and a tomato.  No lunch, but I did stuff a handful of stale tortilla chips down my throat around three.  Dinner was wheat pasta (all pasta has become my arch enemy for the next month and a half) with basil, tomatoes and steak.  Eh, could have been worse.  Also, ladies, thank you all for your bolstering comments on previous posts.  It really helps to know there are people out there empathizing and sending positive vibes; I am doing the same and hopefully we can collectively muster enough strength and resolve (and commitment to the damn situps or whatever) to accomplish our respective goals.