The other day I missed lunch because the girls were crazy. I woke up from our nap at 3pm so hungry. I told my brother, I would either wait til dinner, skipping lunch al together or order a pizza and stop this nonsense. I really was ready to just be fat and call it a wash. Instead, I ate a can of SpaghettiOs. Not the best food when counting points since they are about 12 points per jar. Luckily, Anya woke up and wanted some, then Rachi woke up leaving the SpaghettiOs unguarded. Archie found them, thus cutting my SpaghettiO intake in half. I learned the leason that half a can of SpaghettiOs is enough when one is hungry enough to ruin one's weight loss with a whole pizza.

The scale surprised me this morning with 243. Now this is the lowest I have been since I gave birth, but still about 20 pounds heavier than my great smallening number. I am pleased even though I have to say I have had a miserable week. I already officially hate Subway, but it really is the best tool for weight loss right now, so I suffer through it. So, 7 pounds down and I feel tired and slightly wasted and can't find that extra energy that dropping pounds usually brings.

It is only week two, though. I'd say 50 more and I will be happy I stayed here.