Better

So I'm all better now.  I had strep throat and was in bed for four days.  I took my temperature every five minutes, and I drank sips of cool water, and I watched Say Yes to the Dress about a dozen times.  Now I'm on antibiotics and trying to stave off the accompanying yeast infection.  Rob and I are going away overnight for a romantic get away, and I'm afraid the fact that its period week, and I have a yeast infection might get in the way of the sexy time.  Oh well.  At least there will be wine. 

I did weigh myself during my sick time, and I have lost 11 lbs.  This should thrill me, but sick weight is inherently faulty since it will come back.  To win the blitz, I have to keep the weight off for two weeks and only then I can be declared victorious.  I can feel the difference in my clothes, and I caught a glimpse of myself in a window and was shocked at the difference. 

I'm still a lardass, though, no question.  I have a long way to go.  But I'm going to eat deliciously during my evening away, and on the way home I'm stopping at Red Lobster for lunch and I don't care who knows it.  Cheddar biscuits, here I come!