promise... i didn't forget that i should have let you know about my weight change last wednesday. i was sick. stupid summer colds. i get them EVERY year. when everyone else gets to suffer miserably through horrific allergies, i get to add "super cold" to my list of ailments. i walked around all week with a roll of toilet paper stuck in my nose because it wouldn't stop running. 

you think i'm kidding. 

i'm not kidding. 

ask chancellor. and my coworkers. ahem.

so last wednesday, i was in bed really laying the sick on thick. pay back for the rare times chancellor gets sick and acts like you just took away his blankie and hid his pacifier. 

my kids needed things like food, water, and diaper changes. i gave chancellor pathetic eyes, and he fed, watered, and changed them.

even though a lot of people lose their appetite when they're sick, i don't. it grows. i just get lazier and don't feel like getting up to do something about it. to make it all better, aunt flow scheduled a random visit to keep me company during the whole thing and all she wanted to do was suggest sweet baked goods. so what did all that mean for my weigh in wednesday. . .  poor chancellor being left with the watering and feeding of our children, my whiny demands of "i'm hungry" ness, and aunt flow's need for dessert following every fast meal. i figured i wasn't going to do well in the weight loss department. but alas, i was too lazy (and cold medicine + allergy medicine cocktail loopy) to get up and check.

and then, father's day. my stepdad wanted to make breakfast for everyone sunday morning, which is backwards, i know. his only request - danishes and donuts. i had to oblige. it was father's day and he was cooking me a meal. did you know breakfast is my most favordist of all meals, other than dessert? (and yes, if ever you were looking for confirmation, dessert can MOST DEFINITELY be a meal in and of itself. we're all adults here. we can do as we please. and i am very pleased by brownies a la mode. or cobbler a la mode. or pie a la mode. or anything baked with sugar and butter for that matter.) but what's better than breakfast? breakfast followed by breakfast-y dessert - danishes and donuts. i happen to have a fondness for plain cake donuts and an aversion to the extra, extra sweet, super glazed varieties, so i was able to ward off a few calories. and by a few, i do mean 3.

i was indeed doomed. right?

nope. 184.2 lbs as of this morning. take that IN YO FACE donut less 3 calories (times 2). i do believe that's a weight LOSS of 0.8 lbs thank you very much. however, i might have just lost a few extra tenths of a pound by patting myself on the back so much. let's keep it up so i don't have to eat my words later. that's like 400 extra calories per letter.

oh, and screw you aunt flow. i still hate your guts.

hope you had a fabulous father's day! we did!