We’ve already established weekends don’t count, right?

Saturday 27 August

Good food choices made 0, family members hugged 7, calories eaten about a million, regrets 0.

8:30 a.m. – Tw0 Honey Butter flaky biscuits with reduced fat (yea me!) cheese and jelly. Total breakfast points: 7 (terrible)

9:45 a.m. – Out the door to parents’ houses for the weekend. Grandma as front-seat back-seat driver. “Clear this way!” “Don’t you want to turn here?” “Watch out for that car.”

12:10 p.m. – Lunch from greasy food place brought to us my J’s mom. Chicken sandwich and fries. Estimate of total lunch points: 10 (whoops)

2:35 p.m. – Riley asleep. Jordan grading papers. Grandma staring into space. Mom tells me of Newton’s Chocolate Raspberry Fruit Thins (whole grains disguised as delicious cookie) in pantry. Officially give up on having reasonable amount of points today. Have milk and 3 cookies. Okay, 4 cookies. Total snack points: 8

2:37 p.m. – Jordan offers me his Tabasco Cheese Nips. Don’t want to waste them. Consume. To lazy to look up points on box. Or internet. Busy playing Words With Friends.

6:30 p.m. – Family cookout for my birthday! Surprise! Dad bought chocolate cake with cream cheese icing, in purple. MUST eat in my honor. Yummy. Son loves too, but must immediately have bath, for fear of purple stained skin rest of childhood years.

10:42 p.m. – Want a snack. Go to bed instead.

 

Sunday 28 August

8:00 a.m. – Scrambled eggs with cheese. Total breakfast points: 5.

8:01 a.m. – Stopped counting points for the day.

12:15 p.m – Leftovers for last night (sausage, beans, potato salad, macaroni, bread, corn, and of course cake.) Then eat two pieces of Tombstone Pepperoni Pizza. (My Kryptonite). Husband sarcastically asks how many points that is. Reply “shut up” while shoveling pizza in mouth. Total lunch points: 75,000 (estimate).

7:45 p.m. – Finally hungry. Have Healthy SomethingOrOther ravioli. Good, but not enough. Total supper points: 5 and counting.

8:30 p.m. – Go fold laundry. Make resolution to do better tomorrow. (Sounds familiar…)

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