Well the last 3 weeks went by in a flash. My son, daughter in law and two gorgeous grandsons aged 7 and 8 visited from Australia and went back yesterday. They stayed with us and we had a fantastic time, although saying goodbye broke my heart. I decided in January that I needed to get my act together and lose weight as at 5'6" and 14st. 1lb I was obese and wanted to be able to keep up with 2 very energetic boys (one has autism and doesn't sit still for a moment). I managed to get down to 12st. 6lbs and although I would have liked to have lost more, at aged 69 I fully accepted it would take longer, so was happy with a 23lb weight loss. I tried to be good at first but in the end gave in to the inevitable and thought "sod the diet - let's have fun as who knows when we'll see them again". Really, really busy today, getting the house back together so will be going shopping tomorrow to stock up on healthy foods as I don't want to put all that weight back on, but couldn't resist getting on the sales this morning (something I've resisted for the past 3 weeks). Well there's good news and bad news. The bad news is I have put on weight, but the good news is it's only 3 lbs! I know any weight gain isn't a cause for celebration but under the circumstances I can live with that and hopefully get back on track tomorrow and lose it as quickly as it went on. Wish me luck!