Well, this week I was bad. Really bad, at least when it came to staying on Weight Watchers. My father has been talking none stop about this new sandwich from Arby's that he wished he could try. I ended up being off from work so figured, what the hell, I drove the hour and ten minutes to the nearest Arby's to get him his sandwich. Now I bought him his, got a different one for me, and then figuring if I was in for a pinch might as well go in for the pound. Next door was a White Castle. I bought a bag of ten cheeseburgers from there and then hit the mall. Finally I went home. Figuring out the points for all of it I nearly cried. My sandwich from Arby's was 12, the shake I indulged in 22. the three cheeseburgers I ate were 15 points. In one trip 49 points. Realize I get 59 for a day. I knew I was going to diet hell and figured I would pay mercilessly for it when I hit the scale this week. Thankfully one day of being bad doesn't kill the hard work of the rest of the week. I ended up losing 2 pounds bringing my eight week total to 17 pounds off so far. I won't complain and humbly thank the diet gods.

I have been blessed this week to get postcards from people as well. I love getting them. It is always so nice to open the mail and find something for you that isn't a damn bill. I took the opportunity to sit and write out two postcards in return. I always feel if someone is going to do you a favor, take the time and try to return it.

I am still behind a bit on the chapter for Accident's Happen. My editor is home but my beta is still on vacation. I have about a paragraph or so to go and they get Chapter 22. For those waiting I do apologize.

Finally, I was bad again. I stopped at the book store while I was out getting the junk food. Yes I bought the latest in the Mortal Instruments series. I know I am bad and my personal library is growing but hey, I don't drink, smoke, or anything else. I feel I am entitled to some sort of pleasure. Enjoy all.