Coyotes

We went to a Coyotes game with my husband's parents.  I ate before we went since I knew I wouldn't be eating there.  It's hard to smell all that hot food and eat a Larabar.  *sigh*

It was a give-away night, so we got free hats, good for keeping warm.  I saw my neurologist there with his family.  He didn't recognize me with the hat (and maybe the weight loss) until I said my name.  I really want to rub it in his face that I figured out what was keeping me from losing weight, but (although he's nice) I think he's a little oblivious.