I"ve decided it's time to save my own life. Saw pictures of myself from my brother's wedding last month and was horrified, absolutely horrified, to see that I could be a stand-in for Jabba the Hut in the next Star Wars movie. Went to the meeting and got all my materials. I'm recording what I eat online so it gets automatically calculated. The program has changed a lot since I last did it 18 years ago. I met a gal from England who volunteered to be a phone buddy to me. I'm determined to go to the meetings each week, even if I fall down on the eating plan. Wish me luck: I've eaten my lot of points for the day, and there's half of a chicken parm wedge left over from my daughter's dinner, wrapped in foil on the kitchen counter, calling to me.