Down 12 lbs by my scale.
And it feels goooooooood.
(Picture Halle Berry's voice (and her voice ONLY-HA HA) in Monster's Ball when you read that last line.)
I feel so good, in fact, that I bought an Easter outfit yesterday and I may have jumped the gun a tad in the sizing department.
I tried it on today and it might be just a skosh too snug.
BUT, I know that soon it won't be.
Insert smiley face.
So, my dilema now is do I keep it and *hope* it fits by next week or do I exchange for what fits now?
Feel free to weigh in (no pun intended).
I know what Clinton and Stacy would say.
Tomorrow is weigh in day.
And I get to make my own menu for the first time.
Why does that make me nervous??
Speaking of menu...
I survived another
torture session barbecue yesterday.
We went to some friends' house and I watched as everyone devoured hot dogs and ham burgers straight off the grill.
I had Jenny's cheesey chicken enchilada with rice.
(And shhhhhhh, don't tell anyone, butI also had a few potato chips.)
Every time I eat salad now (which is about every 5 minutes it seems) my kids say,
"That looks like leaves."
It doesn't matter how many times I tell them it is leaves.
Try explaining that to little kids.
I'll be back tomorrow. Hopefully with a great weigh-in.