I'm floating away!

Everything I read in newspapers and magazines and on the Internet tells me to drink water. LOTS of water.

Since I'm a flylady fan, I have her nagging at me to drink water; it's supposed to help with weight loss. Don't ask me how my number one housekeeping motivator got caught up in fitness; all I know is that she calls any extra pounds I'm carrying "body clutter" and pushes water; she even convinced me to buy one of her special water bottles.

I go to Sparkpeople to log my calories and nutrition, and I get nagged at again. Eight glasses of water is the daily goal. It's supposed to keep my skin youthful and supple (it ain't workin') and keep my appetite at bay (whatever).

I usually drink my quota.

Now you might think all liquids count as "water". Oh no; coffee and tea and other caffeinated beverages are actually diuretics, so they add to your need for water.

So I drink at least three cups of coffee in the morning, a couple of cups of green tea each day, sometimes a Diet Cherry Coke with my evening popcorn, and eight glasses of water.

And Cliff wonders why I'm always hunting up a bathroom everywhere we go?

Well, at least I'm hydrated.