The Eye

I’ve slipped a little bit the last couple of days. Not too badly though, I hope.

Yesterday, we grilled out with the neighbors, and I was good and only had a salmon steak and some salad for dinner, but afterwards the three beers weren’t really a good choice, but enjoyable nonetheless.

I did decline dessert though (although for me that’s mostly easy).

This afternoon, after working with a client, I got dragged screaming to a local bar and force fed two beers, and ten wings.

After getting home it was grilling time again, with a lean steak, and some more salad. At least things like burgers (with associated buns and cheese) weren’t involved, nor were any fries, or loaded baked potatoes or chips.