Sunday again. It'd be restful if there wasn't always so much screaming and yelling in the house. Fighting, bickering, blah, blah, blah. Drama, drama, drama... toss in the other stresses of life and I want to run away! Far away.


breakfast:
my sweet hubby made waffles, with strawberries, and whipped cream (YUM! I feel my stomach expanding just thinking about them again)
1% milk

snack:
more of that caramel corn my mom made

lunch:
1 slice of Hawaiian pizza

snack:
that danged pop-corn! Why did my mom make it? Why would she do that to me and where is the self-control I thought I'd developed over the last month? Ugh.

dinner:
hamburger with cheese, lettuce, tomato, ketchup, mustard
baked beans (I'm sure they fall off the diet charts; sausage, bacon, green beans, b. sugar, tomato soup, wax beans, kidney beans, lima beans, onion, mustard.)
fresh pineapple (there's a fruit)

later:
stupid popcorn.

I can't believe I fell back into my old ways this weekend. I really feel like an addict of sorts. I thought I could just taste the popcorn. Just a little taste. Unfortunately it turned into lots, and lots, and LOTS of tastes. I knew it while I was eating it. Every time I opened the container I knew it, and I did it anyway. I've been in a slump for a couple days and I let it get to me. It's like I was punishing myself or something. It's like I was saying, "so what?" Bleh. I feel huge. I feel very full. I bet any progress I made this last week is null and void at this point. I'll be lucky if I don't have a weight gain. And I worked so hard this week! I pushed myself a little faster, a little longer. What a waste.

I guess tomorrow I'll have to start over. Ugh. To go through the "withdrawals" and the constant nagging thoughts and habitual snacking again. Not fun the first time. Now I have to go through it again. CRAZY STUPID!