Eat, Drink, and . . . Try Not to Get Fat!

Big weekend coming up.

I have people coming from all over the place. There will be food. There will be drinks. There will probably be more calories consumed in the next three days than what I've had for the entire month of August. At least I can admit that.

I want to have fun. I want to eat and drink whatever. And I certainly don't want to be "that girl" who doesn't eat while her friends are. Or who orders a salad (not that I eat salad, anyway, unless it's doused in ceasar dressing and covered in parmesan cheese) while all her friends are muching away on real food. I.refuse.to.be.that.girl.

My goal for this weekend is to have the time of my life.
My goal for next week is to neither gain or lose. I just want to maintain.

I should meet my August goal of 10 pounds when I weigh in tomorrow morning. I was just one pound shy last week. So I suppose that means it's time to set a September goal! I want to lose 10 more pounds below my August goal by the time my Jaybird turns two on October 10th. I have a lot going on in September, though, so I think I'm going to set my goal at eight pounds rather than ten. If I can survive the funnel cakes and turkey legs at the fair in Memphis later that month . . . well, that's a whole other goal met right there!

No daily menu for tomorrow. Or Saturday. Or Sunday. Or Monday. Eeek! I'm so used to planning what I eat, I'll have no idea what to do when I wake up tomorrow morning and don't have anything planned! ;)