On the Road to Skinny Bliss!

Emergency Posting! (And the only posting you are going to get today. I do have a life to live.)

Today is a day for rejoicing! I implore my readers (all two or three of you) to raise up your voices and sing HOSANNA to the HIGHEST! I lost 1.5 pounds since yesterday! Was it nerves over the big meeting? Was it just that I was out of the house for six hours? Perhaps. I would rather credit it to my having an iron will, however.

Unfortunately, my work is not done. I did a little naked victory dance after weighing myself, which I caught sight of in the mirror. Kind of scary. I have a long way to go still. Don't get smug, asshole -- go do a naked victory dance yourself and check it out. You'll be watching T.V. on the treadmill in a dank, scary cellar, too.

I still have 8.5 pounds to go to reach my goal of 120. That's almost three pounds a week, and I only have two more meetings during that time (not that I want more meetings, but they do distract me from eating). This ain't going to be easy.

What we've learned over that last couple of days is that supper is the enemy. So sad, to realize that something you love so much is plotting against you! I mean, even the word, "supper," is so comforting! And take one little "p" away, and you have "super." Who would have thought it could be so evil?

I'm going to go have lunch now (avoiding the naughty pizza) and then have fruit or a small salad for supper before 5:30. I think I will pretty much try and have what I had yesterday (bagel and eggs). I probably won't lose any weight tonight (it never goes in streaks for me, just lumps), but I'm feeling optimistic! I feel like celebrating, maybe with a pan of brownies! (See why I can't keep weight off?) I'll have to celebrate with something else -- where's MY HUSBAND? Shoot, shoveling snow? Maybe I'll go clean out the bathroom closet. Admit it -- don't brownies sound like a better celebration?

Feel free to celebrate yourself. If anyone asks you why you left work early and are passed out drunk at a bar at 4:00 p.m. (I know my audience) you can just tell them, "I am celebrating my cousin's/friends/daughter's/sister's success." If they ask what I did, make something up about orphans or space exploration. They can't understand how much those 1.5 pounds mean to us unless they had taken the journey by our side.

Now for lunch!