last day of our trip weekend, and we'll be packing up. As soon as we get through my grandmother's breakfast.

I made the mistake of jumping on her bathroom scale. Ugh. Not that any of that has to do with this weekend trip. My lovely bride bought me a new pair of shorts this week, and that was my first warning that I've been letting my plate get away from me a little too much lately.

Sitting here in my grandmother's house, letting her overfeed us with a ridiculous amount of absolutely delicious food, and it just makes the whole belt-busting thing more acute. I'd already make my mental switch over to the lighter plate settings, so just like getting home will be a relief after a long drive, getting home to a slimmer diet for a while will be a nice switch.

After a pancake or two, of course ;) It's my grandmother's house, I'm no barbarian...