Oh good lord, where do I begin?  It all started on Thursday.  The Hubs had the day off and thus had a 3 day weekend.  GREAT!  AWESOME!  FANTABULOUS!  LET’S GO TRY OUT THE NEW BURGER KING!!!!

A word about the new Burger King.  They tore down the old BK and put a bank there.  Then a grill in town shut down so BK bought it and gutted the place and now it looks like a local grill turned old-skool BK.  It’s cute and new.  Who can resist that?  Not me!  So, this is where the insanity began.

We went to BK.  We had the same mediocre food that was at the old BK.  We regretted it immediately.  I ate my stupid frikkin frakkin Whopper and onion rings and I didn’t even bother to get a Diet Coke.  I just ate.  I decided that maybe I should have a cheat day to keep me honest during this whole weight-loss thing.  Maybe a weekly taste of disgust after a meal is healthy for me!  I had read a couple of weeks ago about a lady who had lost tons of weight and allowed herself a cheat day.  It worked for her!  Why couldn’t it work for me?

We ate, felt immediately remorse for what we had done.  I came home, logged my calories and saw that after that meal, I had 5 calories left for the day.  I was screwed.  ‘Oh, whatever.  It’s my cheat day!’  I went along with my day feeling that I was entitled to a splurge.  The evening came and I realized that it was too late in the day to cook the meal I had been planning on.  It’s weird when The Hubs is home.  I don’t get anything done like I used to.  I just want to sit around and goof off with my family.  *sigh*  We feed the kids a quick meal and send them to bed.  The Hubs and I sat there whining, ‘I’m huuuuuungryyyyyyyy’ at each other for about an hour.  We tire of this and decide that he’s going to run and get us some food.  Where do we choose to go?  Not Sonic!  Not McDonald’s!  Not Taco Bell, Taco Bueno, Chick-fil-a, Chili’s, Long John Silvers, Taco Casa, Whataburger, Braums, Jack in the Box, Pizza Hut, Domino’s, Popeye’s Chicken, Subway or Quizno’s!  (Yes, we do have almost every fast-food joint in my town)  We choose…………………………..wait for it……………………………BURGER KING.  You know, that place that we nearly barfed from earlier in the day?  Yeah…  Cause we’re smart.

I got a Whopper Jr. and a side salad.  It was still barftastic and I still felt like I had played a cruel joke on my body.  This was not good.

We vowed to stop doing that.  VOWED IT.

4th of July……………………….

My parents decide to grill.  AWESOME!  I can eat pretty decently off the grill!  I could down a couple of hot dogs, drink water and flush out the sodium!  It’ll be good!

Before the par-tay, we had to go grocery shopping.  My Daddy came with us and he’s so sweet and adorable and hungry.  We stopped at Wendy’s.  I had planned on getting my little grilled chicken sandwich and side salad that I KNEW was good and that I KNEW only came to 340 calories!  What did I get?  A regular cheeseburger with fries, coke and a Frosty shake.  DOIN’ GOOD! 

Arrive at par-tay.  Yeah, that pie looks awesome!  OHHHH, ICE CREAM!  DANG, I LOVE MAYO ON HOT DOGS!!!  OMG, A SAUSAGE?

Once again.  That day was shot to crap in one meal’s time.

Yesterday…

Me:  “Hey, Mom has some of that pie left over!”

The Hubs:  “Be right back.”

He came home with pie and ice cream.  Great.  I over-did it yesterday, too.  I suck.

It turned into a cheat-weekend rather than a cheat DAY.  I know that there are highs and lows but I’ve had the wind knocked out of me.  I’m back on track today but I have a hideous headache, like a super bad one, and that usually makes me eat anything and everything trying to stave off the barfs with such a headache.  I’m still responsible for taking care of the kids and by ‘taking care of the kids’, I do mean letting them watch TV all day until The Hubs can get home to take over.  At least it’s not a school day.

In other news…  Does anyone remember how hot Cary Elwes was?  This is him now:

Cary Elwes

Yeah, what happened?  I hate age!  It takes away the yummiest of yummies!