Ok friends, it is dinner time. Even with the best of behaviors and adherence…this is the bewitching hour. This is the moment that I am the weakest. This is the time that I want to write off the day and…”pig out” – so…I hope for strength. Hubby is bringing home dinner – roasted chicken and salad. This is why my house is “clean” – because I assure you…if I see it..I will eat it!