So after yesterday's adventure in pet-bathing and sitting thru a movie for 2 hours, my back revolted and decided it had held me upright for quite long enough, thank you. I ended up having to take a pain pill, which kept me up till after 4am. Had to get up at 7 to make desserts for our church picnic (I made a cream cheese/oreo bowl of sinfulness and a watergate salad). Needless to say, I am pooped. I was terrified I'd see all that carby-delicious fat Baptist food and lose it, but I managed to control myself :) Given my lack of self-control lately, it was actually a welcome change. Especially given the lack of sleep and such, I'm surprised I didn't attack the mac & cheese with reckless abandon. Or the dessert table.

I got several comments and questions about my weight-loss again today, despite being bloated from yesterday's movie popcorn. That was surprising. People look so disappointed when you tell them you're counting calories or just restricting or something like that... they expect you to tell them you've had surgery or are taking medi-fast or something like that. And I'm honest about it, I told them all that I haven't lost any for over a month, and why. That my 'diet' isn't a diet at all, I'm not eliminating foods, I'm just trying to make sure the good choices outweigh the bad ones. Sometimes I make it, sometimes I don't, but I'm changing the relationship with food. That's the key. And sometimes changing a relationship is hard!!

Anyway, I had a bunch of desserts, but I only had one spoonful of each. My plate looked like an artist's palate, little dots of color all over. My teacher said 'look at your dainty little plate!' and I was like, yeah, I get to taste a little of everything this way!! He's doing WW, and has lost 30 lbs. Awesome!!

Anyway, my lack of sleep is catching up with me right now. I'm going to take a nap! What an awesome sunday :)

Here's a little more Jeremy for ya: Yep, you're welcome.