Which is good, because I’m about to have a whopping big pork rib for dinner.  Also, managed to avoid buying or drinking any alcohol.  I was on the verge — like, putting my shoes on and grabbing my car keys — to go get a bottle of vodka and some vermouth, and have a delicious icy cold martini or two, as some sort of salve for the wounds of the day (that sounded kind of literary and cool) but stopped myself short.  Partly because I’m trying to drink less, mostly because I didn’t want to screw up my great calories today. 