Had a "planned" bagel with cream cheese for breakfast with my husband (our routine on mornings I have therapy) but then snuck a 2nd bagel with cream cheese in the car on the way back to work... and it wasn't even very good... last night was pizza with my family on my suggestion, and it seems that once I get going I find it very hard to stop. I have extra vacation time coming up (more days than my husband) and I am fantasizing about getting a whole chocolate roll cake from a local bakery and downing it all by myself. Some days sure are worse than others...