I did not write on my blog last night because I was so tired and depressed.  I went to a supper with the Hospice crew.  You would have thought that would have made me happy but It did not.  What is wrong with me.  I feel like there is a little Pat inside trying to get out but can't because of all the 'stuff' in the way.  I wish I knew the answers.

I did not sleep well last night with the c pap but I don't think it was the machine as much as all the stuff going through my head.  Both boys were not home,  I left my recipes at kroger and I hurt all over.  I just went to bed when I got home.

Now I have to muster up enough energy to bake a cake and do some cooking.  And I have to make myself feel like wanting to go to the parties and have some 'fun'.  This is going to be very hard to do.  I have two parties to go to and act like I am happy and want to be there.   I hate this part of depression.

My doxies are heat hogging today and enjoying themselves.

I just made a weight watchers cake using angel food cake and crushed pineapple.  It frothed up like it said it would do on the package.  Just waiting for it to cook.  Smells good.

Just got back from my sister's house to celebrate Christmas.  Had turkey, gravy, taters, deviled eggs, green beans, macaroni and cheese, ham, corn and tea.  Ate too much as usual.  But so did everyone else.  Now I have to cook for the other family dinner in 1& 1/2 hours.  Wonder what I can eat then?  Not much cause my blood sugar will go sky high.  I did walk 1/4 mile today.