So I just delivered my little Daisy Mae the Wonder Pug to my granddaughter. Cried all the way there. Cried on the drive back. Stopped by the cemetery to beg his forgiveness and cry some more. Stopped at the store and bought a bottle of wine and an Orange Crush because orange soda is pretty. Now I’m struggling with the impulse to shove 1,000 calories in carbs down my gullet. This sucks, but I really can’t have her trip me up and make me fall any more.