Afraid of getting on the scale this morning so I just won't. I warred with my eating all weekend. We were busy, but still, when taking the time to eat, I didn't always make good choices. It's hard.
Breakfast on Sunday was chocolate chip pancakes - because I promised Tween I'd make him gluten-free french toast, and well, while I was there... what the hell? I smothered my 2... ok, 4... with butter and honey (no syrup in our house any more). I don't even remember eating lunch, but I'm sure I must have, right? Wait, actually, I think I didn't. I was making Hubby's breakfasts and lunches for the coming week. Anyway... for dinner, when Hubby was leaving again for the week, we went to Jack-In-The-Box, one of the few places Tween can get gluten-free grilled chicken, and I had a sourdough burger, curly fries and a rootbeer.
Today's another day. A new beginning. I'll eat an apple in a little bit. After I take my vitamins and allergy pills.
Gonna confest my chocolate chip pancake slip-up at http://www.cyber-confessions.blogspot.com/ in a minute. Anybody join me? Vee
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