I'm just a whirling dirvish!

I often wonder if I'll ever get my excess weight off.  I had lunch a while ago with a friend (and former WW member).  We were lamenting the trials and errors, the losses and gains, of the weight loss game.  We were both determined to 'be better' to buckle down, to get'er done!  We did this while we ate our salads and pizza.  PIZZA!  We justified it.  Neither one had any meat on the pizza (thank you Mr. Greenjeans) but still, it was pizza.  We did promise to stay connected and accountable.  I guess I should call her soon, it's been about 3 weeks now!  So much for promises!

Since that delicious, not weight-watchers friendly, pizza lunch, I've been to New Orleans.  Nothing was weight watcher friendly there!  I had way too much alcohol (gin & tonic, wine, martini's and cosmo's, oh my!) and way way too much decadent food!  It was non-stop.

Since returning from NOLA, I have really struggled to get back on track.  Why?  I'm tired of watching every bite I put in my mouth.  I'm tired of tracking, tired of it all!!!  I skipped WW last week.  I could have gone, I suppose, but chose not to.  I went out with a friend instead.  We did a Christmas Tour of Homes in the little town I live in.  I invited her for breakfast first.  I think I subconsciously did that so that I would have to stay home in the morning and not go weigh in.  You know, I needed to "prepare".  Hogwash.  Also went out for lunch that day.  Also went to a party that evening - the first holiday part of the season! And, then went to Swiss Chalet the next day and ordered a "Festive Special" - with fries!  and ate it all!!! 

I'm spinning out of control, a whirling dirvish! 

What to do?  What to do?  I'll weigh in on Saturday, and, in the words of fearless Sue... I'll "suck it up, buttercup."   Yep, I'll get back on track... after I finish this cinnamon bun!

*sigh*

whirling.... whirling...whirling....