Per Se or Bust

I think my band reads my blog.

Ever since my Frustrated post, things have been pretty good. No more PB's, no more trouble eating my morning Zone bar (s l o w l y). In fact, yesterday I had no interest in food at all. Believe me, that's worthy of a mention.

The scale is moving in my favor; this morning I had my lowest weight since October 15, which was a boost to my spirits. Thanks so much for all your comments on my last post, I appreciate your thoughts. I'll keep monitoring things between now and my next appointment in two weeks. Then I'll see if I need an unfill or if I should keep trucking with what I have.

Tonight we're going to an uber-fancy dinner in New York with the Hubs' business partners. One of the partners is a total foodie, and I would follow that man to the ends of the earth, at least as far as food and wine are concerned. I've never not loved somewhere he's picked, so I'm excited for tonight. Particularly since it seems like I should be able to eat dinner without too much trouble.

I'm planning to wear the purple aubergine dress from Chicago, but my arms are still in a bad way so I'm heading out now to see if I can find a wrap or something to hide them. Wish me luck.