"If you really want to know what I can eat, come to a meeting with me."
"I appreciate those cookies you made special for me. I am going to take them home." (and give them to my family!)
I am very lucky in that I don't have saboteurs or food police. I have lots of great support. It helps to have my mom and my sister doing the program with me. This week was disappointing. I gained a pound and a half! Oh I was not a happy camper. I left meeting feeling somewhat motivated. I loaded Ryan into the car, and as I did, I put my new fancy cup on top of my car. I mean don't we all do this???
It is from Bed, Bath & Beyond.  Hard plastic, look at the bottom of the straw.  It won't come up through the hole.  It is top rack dishwasher safe, but not meant for hot drinks.  It has a sister that is.  I love this cup!  It holds 22ounces.  I drove off and I heard a thunk thunk sound.  I remembered I had left my cup on top of my van.  I pulled over and got out to look for my cup--my mom was in the car so Ryan was not alone--that being said, I found my cup.  No lid, no straw.  I finally found them.  Yay! And not only that it survived with only a few scratches!  Now the whole point to this side track is this:  I didn't want my van to be in people's way--it really wasn't--but I just wanted to be out of the way.  So I started running back.  Okay I was jogging.  I don't run.  Seriously.  And what should happen?  My jeans were slipping.  I didn't end up with pants around my ankles, but they did slip down about 1/3 of an inch.  I had to hoist them up.  I was happy about that.  It's not always numbers.  Sometimes it's other signs.
Total Weight Loss:  15 pounds--or something like that!
 
 



