Day 65 Bad Emotional Day of Carbs....

I put my almost-19-year-old son on a plane today. He's moving to Arizona to work and go to school, but also because he likes the climate better than Michigan. He'll be living with his aunt, uncle and cousin (same age).

It's breaking my heart!

This morning, we took him to brunch at Bob Evan's. For those of you who aren't familiar, Bob Evan's is a "hearty home-style" kind of restaurant that originated in South-Eastern Ohio, and is all over the Mid-West now. Pretty much everything on the menu is loaded with carbs, potatoes and/or sausage, with the possible exception of a few wonderful salads they now have that make up for the lack of potatoes by adding different kinds of cheese, bacon and "sugared" nuts.

Sigh...

In any event...see! See how that just happened?!?! Here I am relating the story about me having to say goodbye to my only son, and now somehow I'm off on a tangent about bacon!!

It's no damn wonder I'm trying to lose this weight!

I have a feeling I'm not alone on this.

So, back to the story at hand, we took him to breakfast, came home and basically, for the next 3 hours, there was a steady stream of his buddies stopping by to say their farewell's.

Then it was time to go. I tried. I really did. I tried very hard to not cry, to be positive, to be encouraging and enthusiastic. In the end I cried like a baby. Hugged him over and over. And now I just don't know what to do with myself. Its not like we were joined at the hip or anything. He has his friends and his own life. But I'm so going to miss his hugs, and his awesome dry wit, and his handsome face. Its sucks because he didn't just move out, he moved away.....far away. And I can't just snag his arm as walks in the door and give him a hug. God, I'm gonna miss him.

And as far as my diet is concerned, we are back to the carbs. I ordered this chicken and noodles deep dish thing. Basically, it's simmered diced chicken in gravy, with home-made dumpling-style noodles, ladled over mashed potatoes. I ate half of it for brunch, and the rest for dinner tonight. It was somewhere in the 700-calorie range. Ugh!!

All I really wanna do is sit on the couch and pout....but youngest is being my savior. She just asked if we are running tonight, ........and we are....so, see ya tomorrow.