facing the music

Well I went to Weight Watchers tonight. I am up 1.4 pounds. My birthday bashing is blowing up in my face and around my waist... Here's to a new and hopefully weight losing week!

Wait!!!!

No, I'm not mistaken. I know how to spell WEIGHT! All fat people do. It's WAIT because I have been so busy I haven't had time to eat. I wasn't even waiting until this past week was over with to really worry about the WW meeting tomorrow night, it just sort of happened that way. My weight is the exact same that it has been for 9 days now. I was kinda stressed about it, but given that I have made over 600 cookies (not an exaggeration, I have a baking business) in the last 4 days; not to mention 192 mini cheesecakes, 65 cake balls, 42 pecan bars and enough butter cream to cover my butt, the fact that I haven't gained is a bloody freakin miracle!!! So, I'm gonna go to that meeting tomorrow night and when the woman announces my weight (which she is always inclined to do) I'm going to DARE ANYONE to ask me what the hell I've been doing for the past week!!! Weaker fat people would lick my arm for a taste of residual butter cream at the mere mention of it. Bring it on Weight Announcer!!!