Are you there, Skinny?? It's me, Fatty.

I live a life of gluttony.  I own this fact.  I'm not in
denial.  It is all my own doing.  I love carbohydrates,
cheese of any kind, and wine of any color.

I have gained 9 pounds since the summer began.

My goal was to lose 20 lbs. by June (clearly that didn't happen).  I had found a walking buddy in my neighborhood, and we actually had quite a routine down.  I started cooking straight out of Weight Watchers cookbooks.  I was taking supplements.  I was drinking lots of water.

Then I tore my ACL.  Figures.

I gain weight just by being in the same room as anything with calories.  I have no self-control.  No will power. 
I used to.  Until I had children.  Then I went into survival mode.

My "fat" clothes are getting too tight.  It's pathetic.  I'm completely disgusted with myself.  I might as well move into a barn, grow utters and start making milk.

So, what do I do to make myself feel better??

Eat.  And drink wine.  I'm awesome.

I'm giving myself one more week of free-for-all-trough-feeding, and then buckling down.  Seriously.  I'm putting this into cyber-space to keep myself accountable.  Must turn this jello into muscle by Christmas.

Wish me luck!  (personally, I give it two weeks)  But, I WILL look like this again:

(even if it requires rehab, starvation and plastic surgery)