I'm feeling domestic this weekend. I made a wonderful leek and potato soup that's a bit pureed for thickening without cream. It's a weight watchers recipe, though I had heard how great leek soup was, I had never bought any. Turned out GREAT but with my happy potato peeling action, I have LOTS of soup now. At least I can put some in the freezer. And I made the most yummy ginger cherry cookies. Like a soft, doughy gingerbread dough with dried cherries. YUM. I want to make some oatmeal-chocolate chip-dried cherry ones too, but they'll have to wait for now.

I shouldn't have done that, though. I keep gaining weight, and then getting really mad at myself. I can be downright cruel. It seems to me I am simply preventing my own success. What puzzles me, though is that it's almost like two different people. One bakes the cookies and finds herself snacking on things at work, while the other one works out and pours over cookbooks, looking for good things to make.

I need to have a meeting with both of them.