Someone's got a Case of the Monday's Weigh-In

Here it is: 171.4. Up. Not by a ton and not nearly as much as I had anticipated/dreaded. This weekend was a disaster as far as healthy eating exercising are concerned. On Saturday I photographed a bridal shower and they had Pizza Hut pasta. I love that stuff. I ate WAY too much. Plus a brownie smoothered in frosting. Then that evening my dad's cousin was in town so we had a big family dinner consisting of steak and tilapia and salad and corn on the cob and fresh peaches and vanilla ice cream. That would have been all fine and good except I was still full from the pasta. But of course, I ate it all. Plus a couple glasses of wine. Then on Sunday my mom and I went shopping and got giant rootbeer floats from Sonic, which were mostly ice cream. And then I came home and finished off the spinach artichoke dip. Then I had a couple fajitas for dinner even though I really wasn't hungry. Ugh. Oh well. There's always today.