Holy Moses, I can eat bread

I went to meet a book discussion group at Panera bread. I was good and got soup, but it came with a big hunk of sourdough. I ate almost all the bread. Then I thought to myself, great now I am going to be running to the bathroom to puke. I was dreading having to explain that to my boss/pastor, and 3 strangers. God was on my side though. I did not get sick. I know that may not be true next time. It is not a free bread pass. It is also not good for my weight loss. I think next time I will be sure to say, no bread. Other then that I had a great day. I went to my support group, then to a quilting class that I am hosting at the connection. I cut out all my fabric. I am making a twin size quilt for LaRita. I got out of there fast enough to join the book group at panera bread. I had to then go buy the book we are reading. 3:16 by Max Lucado. I also picked up the mugs Amy and I painted at glazed and confused last week. They turned out really cute. Hers is way better then mine. I may hold it ransom.

I am happy I am doing the quilting class. I think I will love it. Quilting seems to be an expensive hobby though. I was all excited to do it, until I was committed to it. Then, I panicked and really was angry with myself for suggesting we use the church. That way, I had to be there. I am okay with it now. That is how I operate. I always want to join everything, but hate to be obligated to do things. I do think I am happier when I am busy. I just always feel like, once I am committed to one thing, I will miss something else better. Maybe, that's it. I'm not real sure.