I was told no driving for a week.

BAH! I have been chauffered by my daughter this whole week. I love her, but I think I will be glad when I can drive myself again, and I know she'll be glad. LOL

This morning I actually felt good when I got up. The bloating seems to be going away, and there's very little pain... mostly around my port area.

But tonight, after work, I'm crawling in another car someone else is driving and heading north to Tennessee for a family reunion with a branch of my grandmother's family that I've never even met before.

I've been doing genealogical research for over a year now on my family, and discovered a part of her family she's never met. She's 83, so we are all determined that she's going to this annual reunion because who knows when this may be the last time she can go, right? So.... mother, granny, step-dad and I are taking the 2.5 hr trek to Jasper, Tennessee to visit kin. I am excited. REALLY. Honest. I just hate riding with my mother. She's a maniac behind the wheel, and step-dad is pretty close behind her. :thumbup:

The big thing I'm wondering about is what the heck I'm going to do about food - or the lack of it. I've bought some Boost shakes to throw in the cooler, so I'll have something to sustain me, but there's going to be so much food... food... BAH!

Those folks are going to think I'm crazy when I get up and walk around the park every time I look at the food table! :crying: Luckily, I have this wierd obsession about eating food when I don't know who cooked it (restaurants don't count - just regular folk) so maybe that will help that I don't know ANY of them.

Today is Friday. The sun is shining. (OK so it's going to be blistering hot, but this is my fantasy, OK?) And today, I am thinner. You can't see it yet, but I am. I can feel it.

Happy Friday, all.