What a week. I am generally not a tgif person as my job  knew no weekends, but today, today I say "TGIF."

I know that eventually this shall become our normalcy, but right now I feel suspended neither here nor there. I am looking forward to seeing my people this weekend and reverting to what previously looked like our life.

Although I suppose I do have more of a schedule now. Maybe that's what is throwing me off. Also, I seem to be requiring a lot more coffee. And I keep losing and gaining the same five pounds. And I was cleaning yesterday, marvelling that the house was dirty after I had just cleaned it, and realized it had been two and a half weeks ago since that actually happened. My time is alternately molasses and warp speed.

Jay is definitely dragging. I can tell because he's bouncing off the walls like he snorted a bag of pixie sticks. Not that he knows what those are, but I couldn't come up with a better anaolgy for the sugar high people now insist doesn't occur in children because of sugar. Have you heard that one? I know that I get crazy and  then depressed when I od on sugar, so you can throw out as many studies as you wish, but if my significantly larger body cannot handle it, there's no way a child is immune to it.

Also, on the topic of food and because I have yet to bring up our Italian friend in this post, here is a subject that incorporates both. There has been much speculation that carbs are Bad. Carbs make us Fat. I, however, do not believe that. Because when I go to Italy, I eat. I really eat. I have biscotti and bread for breakfast. I have plates of pasta with full-fat cheese for lunch. I have something carb-y at 11 at night for dinner. I drink wine. I eat snacks. I eat fruit and veggies and tons of gelato. And I always lose weight. ALWAYS. My activity level also drops when I am there as my activity generally consists of lying on a beach and/or sitting and eating.

Now, our friend Luigi was here and he ate things that I shun, but that Duke does not. The two of them ate steak and "pizza" from Pizza Hut (I put this in quotes as Luigi thought it was  funny to call that pizza) and cinnamon bread I had made for breakfast and two fast food meals. Luigi gained six pounds and his pants became very tight. Duke's weight didn't fluctuate at all. So, in conclusion, I think it's not carbs, but rather any non organic, processed food that we eat in our country. Thank-you for your time.