Don't you just hate it when you go on a diet and suddenly you're faced with "big eating" occasions? I was up twice early this week, then had gotten back down to where I started the week at, then last night we decided to take The Girls to the legendary (and likely in its last days) Demon Dogs under the el at Fullerton (we were there changing from the brown to the red line) ... which ended up with me eating 2.25 hot dogs, 1.5 orders of fries, and a few cheese fries snagged from Daughter #1 ... needless to say, I was worried about what the scale would tell me (especially as I didn't have my pills from the diet with me to "block" the food!), but I ended up down 2.5lbs for the day ... which means that I've at least lost some weight this week. The (no doubt) incredibly boring graphs will be forthcoming tomorrow!
