Oh the emotional joys of food. Yesterday I did pretty well...eating moderately and enjoying the taste. We celebrated a birthday in the office which means big cookie--and I did have some. All would be fine. Except for the evening boredom. Debbie and I were watching "Dancing with the Stars" (as we do every Monday night, like an old married couple...) and I decided I needed a snack. And it wasn't even so much as I "needed" a snack...it was I DESERVED a snack. Because it was time. Because the day had been a success in terms of moderately eating food. Because I had gone for a walk. Because, because, because!

So I had an additional 100+ calories in the form of a snack pack of Keebler cookies. (Off the top of my head I can't remember if it was 120 or 150.) Not catastrophic. I get that. But I didn't need ANY.

Truthfully, I was tired, had yet to talk to my sister (a Monday night routine) and needed a shower. I really should have just gotten out of the chair, taken Finn upstairs, and just done what needed to be done.

Well, today is another day. Let's move on and see what happens!