Of course...weigh day! How did I forget?!

Ok... down 3.2lbs... Again... good to be down, but my concern is that each week is less and less in terms of how much I lose. I don't know whether or not I should be concerned. Been sticking strictly to the diet (other than the wine tonight).... hmmmm...any thoughts?

Guess I should throw in TWL (total weight loss) is now 20.7... which does mean that I've met my first goal and I get to get my tattoo! Yay! ---May just do that while I'm in London...we'll see!

So London with pubs it is...

Answers...
     Ok...the only non-diet thing I've done since commencement... I had two glasses of wine at the pub. The good news is I'm just fine...with exception of being slightly on the tipsy side. Considering I'm on vacation though I think I've done pretty fantastic. For goodness sake I had my mother-in-law LITERALLY trying to shove chocolate in my mouth and I resisted. I think if I can stick with it and have the occasional glass of wine I'm still in good shape. Then, when I return to the states, I will go back to normal...no wine, no nothing worth enjoying....


Is that awful?

London with no Pubs?

To drink or not to drink...
     So, as I had mentioned, traveling without snacks was kind of killer, but I barreled through and managed, once again, not to stray from the dreaded Protein Sparing Modified Fast...threw that in there in case someone was just catching up with my wildly popular little blog :oP...So are my two readers caught up? Thank you for making me feel special hunny and Noreen. Miss you by the way!
     Anyway...back to the point. So here I am in London. Back for the first time in two and a half years. And I am not supposed to drink. Now, I have been fairly strong willed about sticking to this diet thus far, I think I can say I'm proud of myself for not straying. This has been the most ridiculously stressful and chaotic month of my life. I have craved chocolate on a daily basis, but stuck with it.
     But now I find myself with a whole new kind of dilemma. I'm in London and I will inevitably go to the pub with the in-laws...do I drink a glass of wine or not? I would actually love some input here if anyone is familiar with this diet. I am wondering out loud here: are you not supposed to drink purely because of the empty calories, or is there some more serious medical reason that I'm missing.
     I'm happy to be here and visit, it has truly been too long, but anyone who has a mother-in-law can appreciate the fact that staying with them for a month (3 weeks of which my husband will not be here!) is a task that should allow for the occasional glass of wine. Not to mention, as I speak, my husband is out at the pub having "a few" beers. I'm here with the kids.... this trip will be nothing if not interesting.

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles...

Airport...
     This will be speedy because I am sitting at the airport with two very antsy little boys...make that three. Hit up the duty-free shop, I swear you could smell the chocolate in the air. Even bought some for the mother-in-law. So hungry today. Finding it very difficult to travel without being able to snack on something like chocolate.
     Oh, I also bought my favorite perfume at the duty-free... consequently I have been dealing with a grumpy husband for the past 45 minutes... great. The man who forgot his suitcase apparently has a right to judge. Oh, by the way, how much did you spend on golf last summer hunny?

Next stop...London

Packing...again...

Packing, unpacking, and packing again...
     Well, after a week of packing everything I own, and a weekend of UNpacking everything I own...Now I am packing 30 days worth of things I own. How do you pack for a 30 day trip to London to visit the in-laws?

Diet and vacation don't mix...
     So far I have managed to stick to the diet, but I'm not going to lie... the next 30 days will be rough. Especially the trip there and back. I just made a trip to good old Walmart and packed some provisions...low-fat string cheese, low-fat single-serving ham, hard-boiled eggs... you get the point. Let's hope it helps on this torturous 12 hour trip with a one year old and three year old.

Wish me luck...

Moving hiatus,..

The horrors...
     So we don't have internet yet at the new place... it is amazing how difficult that has been. No internet is like living with no water. It is a true lifeline. (Not to sound dramatic or anything!) But now I am back to my parents for two days before we leave for London for a month to see the in-laws (duh, duh, duuuhhh...).

PSMF....Grrrr....
     I woke up yesterday (and continued on throughout the whole day) in the worst slump yet, by far. I mean I was ready to give up. I know that part of the problem is all this moving shit (I HATE moving), and also the fact that my mom stayed with us all weekend to "help" out, God love her (Ahhhhhh!), but I think I was really just having one of those days where you just wonder if it's worth it. Is it worth it to feel miserable just to get thin. Apparently in the end I decided it was, because I stuck with my diet.
    Seriously though, does anyone else ever feel resentful that they aren't allowed to be happy just because they aren't a size 4?

Finding my scale...
     Well, I would love to see how I'm doing, but I currently can't find the box with my scale in it. That is my first goal of the day.... will keep you posted. It is really the only thing that keeps me on track sometimes I think.

Weigh Day...and moving day!

Check in:
     Ok, so 4 pounds down this week. Again, realize that's good, but having a hard time getting psyched about it.... I'm sure I'll feel better after we're moved and settled and I'm not so stressed.