Monday

Well, bugger.  Another weekend inexplicably packing on the pounds.  If this is menopause, I don't want it.  150.6 this morning - after waking yesterday to 148.2, and not eating all that badly yesterday, I think.  Here's the list:

• scrambled eggs
• bacon (rather a lot)
• green chile (not very much - like maybe 2 tablespoons - and thickened with corn starch from the look of it)
• tea with cream
• cheese 
• a handful of chocolate almonds (probably 5)
• iced tea
• Chili's Santa Fe Chicken Salad - had corn tortilla strips in it, and franken-oils, but otherwise, shoulda been okay)
• the top off half a Domino's pizza with pepperoni, mushrooms, and green peppers 
• a bit more cheese
• another handful of chocolate almonds

I'm pretty sure that was it.  Not really sure what caused the issue, but the issue is there.  Maybe just inflammation from artificial foodstuffs.

Spent the weekend puttering.  Found Elizabeth an apartment, a bit of shopping, removed large kinda ugly flowers from the garden, rearranged the desk in the kitchen, stuff like that.  The sink backed up for the second time this summer, which is why we ate pizza (top) for dinner - we have found that ordering a thin-crust feels a bit less wasteful.

Tonight is a hotel night - Lee has a late meeting near my office and doesn't want to drive home after, so we're staying in the area.  Frankly, bleah.  But my plan is to break a fast with a salad (fasting means no dishes to wash and no use of the backed up sink) and hit some of the exercise equipment afterward.  If there's anything decent to use, that is.  Looking for more leg presses and a treadmill, I think.  Nothing too fancy.