7:00 a.m. – Coffee and a sensible breakfast bar (I had, after all, planned to go to the gym)

(8:30 a.m. – I drove right past the gym and ended up at Starbucks.)

8:34 a.m. – Tall Mocha and cinnamon coffee cake (served by cute THIN man who was smiling at my great choice in food)

(I drove past the gym again while shoveling the coffee cake into my mouth)

11:00 a.m. – Day old salt bagel with nothing on it. (I ripped it apart with my teeth, rather than waste time cutting)

1:48 p.m. – Ravenously hungry, I ran downstairs to see what was in the fridge and had two pieces of string cheese and a miniature pear (I bought a whole crate of them at a farm stand on Sunday)

4:00 p.m. – Six hershey’s kisses

I have yet to drink anything but coffee today.

Can you say carbalicious?