Tomorrow is my big day...pardon the pun but the weight is over in more ways then one! Thank the baby Jesus!

I haven't been waiting for this moment for seven months & now that it is here I am getting a bit nervous.

Should I be standing in a corner shaking like a leaf or should I just run a way like a scared dog with my tail between my legs.

I have prayed, had my husband light a candle for me at church, and even went as far as telling everybody my last dying wishes.

OK...I am totally over the top and need to calm my ass down and stop thinking. Just wish my head was like a light switch and I could turn it off.

My house is clean...my kids are clean...the laundry is done....and I have even cooked food for the first three days of next week. I could almost jump out of my skin.

Did I also mention that I am friggin starving? This liquid diet sucks. Kind of unfair when you think about it...when you go in front of the firing squad they give you a last dinner. How I would die for a last meal! But as we all know tomorrow I face my banding squad & no one even asked what I want for a last meal! LOL!

Pizza, fried calamari & a huge tossed salad! That would be my final meal. Oh and maybe a piece or two of sushi! But the reality is that the closest I will get to pizza & a salad is a glass of V8. ANd as far as the fried calamari & sushi...well I will just have to dream about it and when I am drinking my protein shake & chicken broth imagine lobster tails & filet mignon.

I will post my progress as much as I can and give you updates. The one one thing I am going to really try to do is tell YOU my experience how it made me feel and exactly what it would be closely related to...a point of reference lets say! I always thought that would be helpful and not many people do that!

Ciao for now.....