Life as Betsy

I am utterly thrilled and thankful that Sarah took pictures of my birthday party last weekend, because I didn’t even think to get my camera out until well later into the night and didn’t really get good shots. But looking through the shots, I can’t help but notice how much thicker I look in them than I really feel. And that, my friends, is defeating. I could give you a laundry list of reasons why I look so heavy and they would include:

~cookies
~cupcakes
~birthday cake
~egg rolls
~tiramisu
~chicken fetticini alfredo
~pizza
~chocolate peanut butter rice crispy treats
~almond puff
~burgers
~clucks and fries
~wine
~rum
~bacon wrapped shrimp
~mini meatballs in a sweet sauce
~truffles
~Mondo Burrito
~lack of walking for several weeks (yikes)
~drinking more soda and less water
~the pre-menstral bloating I suffer each month

Yeah, I know. I kind of referred to last week as a "wash" because I knew between several birthdays, including my own, not to mention the graduation spread that my friends Natile and Briana had been planning for their final day of school, there was little point in really trying to avoid it.

So I was prepared when we went to WW tonight (something we hadn’t done in several weeks - thank you sinus infection) that I would be up. And I was. 3.6 pounds. But really, for the amount of high point foods I consumed last week, that wasn’t all that bad.

This isn’t a lement blog entry about how fat I am and what I know I need to do to get thin. I have written too many of those in the past and even I am sick of them. But I only find it fair to tell you where I am with this battle. Right now, I am glad I gained as little as I did and am confident that this was a bump and not a large step in the wrong direction.

I can handle the cookies in the cookie jar and the individual bags of chips Mike has for his lunches. I am cool with the cornbread and the meatloaf and the homemade mac and cheese too. I just have a hard time with the cake, especially birthday cake, especially especially MY birthday cake. Sadly, I am debating downing another piece tonight, just to get more of it ‘out’ of here. But I’ll be good and finish my water and probably just take the rest to school tomorrow. Some of the girls there will eat anything you put on the break room table.