A mess.

That's right, I am a mess.  I am still going, but I have realized that things are not going to be easy, ever.  My weight was slowing going down, as low as 194.  Then I had a day of "normal" eating at a Birthday party, and I ate a couple of peanut butter cookies, and we went out to dinner one night,  and I am right back up to 198!  I I think I was 196.8 today.  What the heck?!?  Most days I am okay with the fact that I am going to have to eat this way for the rest of my life, but some days it gets to me.  I love food!  I love to eat, and I love to go out and try new things.  I know that I have to go through months of very careful eating to lose the weight I want to lose.  And I am working out at least 40 minutes a day 5 days a week.  And it seems like I eat one extra bite and the scale blows up!  I know, I have had a rough week this week.  My son started Kindergarten, my husband went away for work, we had an earthquake, my mother has eye surgery, and I have my period on top of it all.  I am trying, I really am.  I am going to stay on track as much as possible.  I am going to keep working out.  I know that Sunday is going to be an "off the diet day."  Eric and I are going to go to Melt Bar and Grilled for lunch and then to my nephew's Birthday party.  The scale is going to hate me on Monday!