Last night I walked into the house just as Lou was serving dinner: chicken piccata, brown rice, and asparagus. The house smelled wonderful, and the food tasted as good as it smelled. There is nothing so nice as coming home to dinner on the table.
I estimated that I had two carbs for dinner (2/3 cup of rice). That meant that I could have a Jello pudding cup for dessert. We both have our own sugar free, fat free, Jello pudding cups. Mine are milk chocolate and Lou's are dark chocolate.
But before dessert, Lou suggested we take Miss Samantha for a walk because it was such a beautiful evening. We did the usual loop and then we kept walking out toward the gate to the neighborhood. It is exactly one mile from our house to the gate.
Sam did her business, and I bagged it -- and then Lou suggested that, instead of taking it home, I ought to dump it in one of the dog trash stations that are located around the neighborhood. The closest one was almost all the way to the gate! Poor Sam was dragging all four feet, so I skipped ahead to the dog station and then rejoined Sam and Lou. Now my feet were dragging too.
We turned around to go home. Time for pudding! But when I looked at my watch, I saw that it was already 7:45PM. My food cut off time is 7:30PM, so I can take the clinical trial pills at 9:30PM. Argh! No pudding for me!
We laughed about that all the way home.