Week One Update

Well, it figures. I announce that I'm going to start a new eating plan, trying to get that ass away from the table...

So I immediately gain two pounds.

How did my kids know that I'm trying to work on this issue? My daughter makes homemade guacamole with chips. Ouch! The salt = the bloat!! My poor fingers felt like sausages while I was trying to work at the keyboard on Monday.

Don't laugh, my friend has the same problem with chips that I do, that hand to mouth disease -- you know what I mean. In fact, he and I have joked about starting a chipaholics anonymous group. Except, of course, someone would have to bring the snacks!

Anyway, it's been a battle all week. I fought the donkey back and managed, this morning, to return to my start weight, despite the chips, guacamole, brownies and fast food we indulged in this past week.

Remember, the only thing I'm denying myself is excess. I can have ANYTHING in MODERATION....

Well, maybe not alcohol. You know how that is, one drink calls for another, and after you've had two, well, that calls for a round and it all goes downhill from there.

Anyway, at this point, I'm breaking even, so I'd better take myself to bed before the rest of the brownies start calling my name....