I can't tell you why, but the last week or so I've been so hungry, I've felt like I'm starving. For the record, yes I'm on a diet -- the same diet I've been on since June -- but until Saturday, I haven't felt hungry at all on the diet. Also, for the record, I am on my period, but I've had one every month since forever, including in June, July, August, September, and October of this year, so it's not like this is a sudden, new development. I haven't changed foods or portions; in fact, I only ever have one of two breakfasts (granola-strawberry-yogurt parfait or blueberry-pomegranate smoothie) and the same microwave lunches (and there's only a few that I actually like, so it's not like there's a lot of variety there either). Dinner is the big variable, in that while David always makes at least two dinners each week (Spag Bol on Tuesdays and ravioli with spinach arribiata sauce on Thursdays) and we always have pizza on Sundays due to football, I tend to change up what I'm making on the nights I cook. Still, it's not like I've completely shifted gears here -- I still cook low-fat recipes either off the Alli website or out of the Weight Watchers cookbook, for the most part, with some of the healthier Vegan with a Vengeance recipes thrown in so we're not eating meat seven nights a week.

So, no changes in my diet or lifestyle, and my hunger is just insatiable. WTF is up with that?

Oh, and before you start thinking certain things (I can see where your mind is going here) the way mother nature is treating me this month, there is no way anything's clinging onto my uterus. Trust me.