Hi, again! I've been right on track, except for last night. I have to admit to a little debauchery on the wrong side of the tracks!

Breakfast: A-OK.

Lunch: A-OK.

Pre-dinner: Began bobsled ride right to He||.

It started out with being hungry. Very hungry. So, I had a peanut butter sandwich (SF peanut butter and LC bread).

Then I told DH I'd have one (and only one) drink with him. I haven't had a drink in almost 2 weeks. So in and of itself, this wasn't too bad.

Then he got out the Ritz Bits. Ever have these? They're evil. One tiny bowlful led to another tiny bowlful led to another drink led to another tiny bowlful led to 3 Girl Scout cookies led to 3 more Girl Scout cookies.

Needless to say, this morning I wanted nothing to do with the scale. I was scared. Then I decided I have to be an adult and face up to the consequences of my actions.

I was down 1 pound to 165!

So here's my new weight-loss plan. Start with Ritz Bits, but eat them out of a very small bowl, chase them with demon alcohol, and then send the Girl Scouts in to clean it all up afterward.

Maybe I should write a book . . .