This is the Sausagey Sailor, reporting for duty.
Avelyn is into everything.
Who wants a Weight Watchers update? (“I do! I do!” howl the throngs of readers.)
So, last month was kind of rough.
Can I just say that I hate the word “tweak”?
As you can see, I’m playing around with some new banners again. Bear with me, folks.
A little over two months ago I started Weight Watchers.
I didn’t so much fall off the wagon. It was a slow descent. It started with the Day From Heck where the only solution seemed to be a piece of pizza smothered in my most faithful condiment, ranch dressing.