Happy Birthday Patrick!!!
This week I'm
-1.2. I think I'm now at the point where the pounds will start coming off at a much sloooooooower rate than they have been. And I'm trying to be OK with that, as long as they are still coming off (and not going the other way.)
So weird weekend for me. Don't think I mentioned it here, but for some reason last week I was fighting cravings, mostly for baked goods. I wanted muffins, cookies, cake.... just whatever, as long as it was bad for me. Not sure what was behind this - I think I'm just kind of tired of the whole "eating healthy" thing. I was also feeling kind of anxious in general last week (again, not sure why) but that normally doesn't give me the munchies. No matter - as hard as it was, I just fought off the cravings.
Then on Friday I discovered something: My family hates me.
OK, not really but they are not making this easy. The first thing that happened was that there was a huge package in the mail. When I opened it, I discovered that my DGM had sent us about 6 dozen pink cookies. These are an old family recipe and a favorite of mine since childhood. I cannot eat just one of them - if I do, then I will eat 10 in a sitting (they are small, but still.) Now, the woman was just here and knows I'm trying to lose weight. She and the kids made a whole batch of these while she was here and I didn't eat them at all. In fact, I just threw them out because they weren't getting eaten (and I could hear them calling me from the pantry). Apparently before she left she "promised" the kids that she would make more and then send them home with DD. But when DD didn't go over there during her visit, she baked them anyway and mailed them to me.
(As an aside - I love my DGM, but these are the kind of emotional manipulation games she plays. We had told her upfront that DD would probably not have time to make it over to DGM's house during her visit. So her way of getting around that was to promise to make the cookies so that DD will feel guilty if she does not go over there. Then, when DD did NOT go over there, she made the cookies anyway and mailed them to me, being sure to tell me that it was BECAUSE DD did not go over to pick them up, thus making DD feel guilty again and trying to pull me into the game as well. It might sound lame, but she does this kind of crap all of the time and after living with it for forty
<something> years, I'm DONE.)
So anyway, back to the story..... I called her while we were driving to Costco to thank her for the cookies and she makes sure to point out that she made them "twisty" like I like them (which is harder to do) and did I enjoy them.

I told her YET AGAIN that I would not be eating them because once I start, I won't stop.
So I'm still kind of fuming about this while we're at Costco and not paying much attention to DH and what he's putting in the cart. Not smart. At the check-out I notice one of those Costco-size tubs of chocolate covered raisins.

The man is seriously trying to derail me! I asked him what they were for and he said we NEEDED them. Yeah, right - what would end up happening is that he'd eat a few, then forget about them. They'd be in a place where I could not resist them and would wind up eating them all.
So see? My family hates me. Or at the very least, doesn't think I need to lose any more weight.
Ah well..... I will admit to giving into the chocolate covered raisins twice during the weekend - once on Saturday and once yesterday, and both times I only had an ounce. I mean c'mon - they're raisins, so they're good for me, right?

And I'm also happy to say that they're almost all gone.