FAT MOMMY 6

I was happy to lose this anything week. A mere .2 is what the scale said. Whew. I ate like a...um...like a...damn, I have no creative juices left to create an analogy. The phrase "I ate like a truck driver" keeps popping into my head even though it makes no sense. But I did eat a whole lot this past week. I didn't track Fri., Sat., or Sun. Bad Fat Mommy. Bad, bad, bad Fat Mommy. And what have we learned? Track everything or you end up eating like a freakin' truck driver (or some other more appropriate analogy that I cannot think of right now).

Keep on truckin'...