what to do, what to say?

here's hoping that increased stress does not equal increased thigh magnitude.

Post Pennsic

So I didn't do too bad.  I tried to not overeat (while being off of the diet for almost a week).  I did have a bread bowl with Swedish Meatballs, and one with chili.  I couldn't resist, and to be honest, didn't really want to.

Paulette's cooking was delicious and I might have overindulged in that a bit.  I often had more than one serving.  Especially the baked ham and the jambalaya (with ranch dressing, no less).

I didn't walk as much as I should have, although of course there was plenty of walking.

The weather was perfect, Jes and I thoroughly enjoyed our vacation and...

...I only gained 1 pound.  

I can live with that.

Back on the diet full time today.  Of course, the office is having a pizza party tomorrow, but I've politely declined and successfully lobbied to spend my pizza money on sushi.  Go me!

All alone...

So I'm on my own for 3 days. What to do?

* Drink large amounts of alcohol in my underpants?
* Fire 2 guns whilst jumping through the air?
* Fire 1 gun whilst jumping through the air?
* Dismantle pieces of furniture and foist them off onto unsuspecting friends and neighbors? Uh, wait... I already did that one.
* Clean the house? Actually find the bottom of the laundry pile?
* Order oodles of bar-b-que and male strippers on D's credit card?

And with everyone else at Pennsic it would seem Anna is my conscience. Boy am I screwed. BBQ and strippers anyone?