AFTER A ROUGH WEEK, I'M BACK ON TRACK

I did not lose weight this week, in fact, I gained a pound.  I was one pound away from twenty, now I'm two pounds.  Maybe it was the amount of food that I made on Monday, or the brownies that I ate.  I had a lot to think about, and when I'm stressed, I eat.  When I think, I eat.  I am a stress eater.

Last night, I went for a walk to clear my head, and afterwards I became more determined than ever to get the bad feelings out of my head.  No more feeling sorry for myself.  I'm making a comeback!

I've been good today, and I'm planning on keeping it that way.  I'm back on track and everything is back to normal.  No more slip-ups!

WENT SHOPPING FOR A DRESS AND I'M DOWN A SIZE!

I'm going to a wedding tomorrow.  Philip's cousin Charlene is getting married, and we are leaving at about eleven in the morning.  With all that has been going on lately, I have forgotten the fact that I had to buy a new dress for the occasion.  Shopping for me has always been an all day nightmare.

So I dropped off Derek at Chloe's, and I went to the mall.  I went to my usual store, and to my surprise, it did not take long for me to find what I was looking for.  I brought it into the dressing room, but when I tried it on, it was TOO BIG!  Hooray!

It's funny that I didn't realize that losing fifteen pounds would make me have to try on ten different dresses (I should have brought Chloe with me to hand dresses over the door), but I was happy to run back and forth.  The usual shopping nightmare was a happy occasion, and I finally found the perfect dress.  It looks absolutely wonderful on my slimmer body.  

I haven't reached my goal weight yet, but yet I can't even describe how happy I am!  I feel like a new woman!  I can't wait to show off the new me!

THREE MORE--I'M ON A ROLL NOW

Another week, another three pounds.  Down eight now. Hooray for me!

I did not cave with the wine and cheese at the beach.  When I made lasagna for the family, I ate a salad with grilled chicken, and then I sent the second tray next door (owed him because he did me a huge favor). I'm walking twice a week, going to the gym once a week and doing yoga on the other days. I'm brainwashed, and I feel great.

I'M TOO TIRED TO EAT

I've spent a couple of sleepless nights since we found out about our next door neighbors's move.  Maybe I worry too much about Derek.  I don't know.  However, I never had my best friend move away when I was 7 years old.

Nevertheless, on the bright side, my lack of sleep has made my appetite go down.  Two days into the diet and I'm doing very well.  I haven't touched Derek's Halloween bag and it hasn't tempted me, either.  Had a salad with chicken today for lunch, some almonds for a snack.  Keeping away from the killer carbs.  It's tough to keep away from the bread and pasta, especially when I'm from Italian descent.

I've gotta get some sleep.  Derek's been in bed for an hour, and Philip is watching some kind of sport on tv (I guess).  Time to lift a book and relax.