Sunday, May 9, 2010

Fat Fingers

Oh my.  I am retaining so much water!  But first, my official weigh-in on Friday gave me a weight of 224.  Not bad!  It's certainly not a huge loss, but it's a loss nontheless and I'll take it.  Especially considering that I ate quite a bit of food the weekend before, and a little bit into the week.  Most notably, I had ice cream two days in a row - Sunday and Monday, and Monday I had a delicious pasta dinner at my in-laws.  But that's all over now, and I dropped 0.2 pounds.

Now, this Friday I may not be so lucky.  Here's the thing.  On Friday, it was someone's last day at work and some "kind" soul brought in a tray of muffins.  I truthfully only had about a 2-inch piece of a muffin.  That was very good.  Hubs and I went out for dinner later that night, but I didn't overindulge too badly.

Saturday, however, was my sister's 18th birthday.  Big day!  So big, in fact, that I celebrated with a bagel for breakfast, pizza and French fries for lunch, the biggest piece of thickly-iced birthday cake that you ever did see, and then I came home to enjoy some Doritos and another little bit of birthday cake. 

This morning I woke up and my engagement and wedding rings are barely moving.  LOL  I feel gross, but not gross enough to not have a piece of cake for breakfast, plus some Doritos at around 9:30 AM.  Who does that?  Really, who eats Doritos in the morning?  I do, apparently.  And I can't believe I offered to take a piece of cake home with us yesterday!  Gosh, how ridiculous.  It's just so damn good.

Today we'll be celebrating Mother's Day with my in-laws (yesterday we celebrated with my mom), and said celebration will include an Italian feast and dessert of some kind.

We all have to live a little, right?  I may not be thrilled on Friday, but it is what it is.  Life happens, and sometimes I want to enjoy it with food.  So sue me.  ;)

1 comment:

Barbara said...

Well, even after all that --- you DID lose a little! So you must be doing something right (a lot of 'somethings' actually).

And I'd be willing to put on 10 pounds to have dinner with my mom again (she died in 2008, at the ripe ol' age of 91!). So enjoy your two moms' company (and the food)!