I have officially gone 2+ weeks without eating out. I'm not sure the exact date in which it was accomplished, but I do know it has occurred.

The other day, last Monday to be exact, I went over to my sister's and asked for a book to read. She recently got two new ones and had started to read both of them. She was reluctant to give me the one she was furthest along in, but I told her (jokingly), that I would give it back to her the next day. Sure enough, I had it finished the next day. What book? "The Weight of Silence" by Heather Gudenkauf. It was pretty good. I think I only got teary eyed once. At one point, I thought I had it figured out. I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't though.

I also have a new photo for my mommy/son photo book.