So...

I'm still fat. I haven't cared for the past two weeks because of parties, birthdays...days ending in "Y" (the hell did I eat that?!)...
I am not going to be a coward and not weigh in tonight (*ahem* you know who you are) ; ) I'm going to take my lumps like a real woman (and believe me, I have lots of lumps) (because men are babies) and not run from the scale. I will do better knowing they know, I've gained a few lbs back. Nothing like a little humiliation to get my ass in gear...again. God, I feel like a broken record.

Birthday Week!!

Tomorrow is my Birthday!!! Do I really need an excuse not to diet? Uh...no. I have no freakin clue what I weigh today because I haven't weighed. Too many parties and junk going on. I'm not worried though, I am starting fresh Friday. I will do my best to make more time again for this blog.

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!!!

No dieting on my birthday allowed!

Sorry Jonesie! Today was my birthday. I have to admit, it hasn't been a great week. I haven't gained, but I haven't lost. And after today (I had a piece of my favorite- mint chocolate chip ice cream cake--and we went to chinese buffet) I do not want to step on the scale until next Tuesday! I probably will still step up and face my consequences, but I will not be reporting them at this time! I am not getting dragged behind the horse. My horse is just stopping to drink some water, but I'm still riding on top! So, don't fret. I will be reporting more soon! I hope you are doing okay! Thanks for all the ((hugs)). They bring me lots of smiles! : )

Sorry Jonesie!

Sorry I haven't been posting much. This week has been stupid crazy and long and just won't end! My weight isn't even the biggest thing (and I do mean biggest) on my mind these days. I'm not feeling so hot right now (I'll get you Emily, and your little peetree dishes too! *say this in your best witch from the Wizard of Oz voice in your head*) and just want to lay in bed. I felt compelled to at least let you know that we are still out here and that we didn't disappear into fat air. I will try to actually blog about my weight and diet in the next day or so. It just depends on how I feel. Right now I just plan on laying down. Until next time, Jonesie!

Another Week

Another week under my belt and yet the belt is no looser. In fact, it is the exact same weight as last week. With the exception of Sat. with Emily at lunch I have been completely perfect. So what gives? Several things I could possibly chalk it up to: not eating enough, not drinking enough water (though I think I am), hormones (God hates women ; ), stress (but I'm relaxed so that can't be it), slow week because last week was decent with weight loss (2 lbs.) So, I'm not exactly sure what is going on but I'm worried, frustrated, scared that even Weight Watchers isn't going to work for me and mad that the scale isn't down like 10 lbs. Not really mad, it was just wishful thinking that I would step on this morning and it would dispel all fears by being a few lbs. lighter than yesterday. Oh well, I'm not quitting. I'll let you know how tomorrow goes.