I don’t know why it seems obligatory to give a “Birthday Report,” but it does. I think it’s like the 23rd Law of Blogging: If you talk about an event before its occurrence it’s required to recap the event after it happens. Or something.

We did go to Red Lobster and the crab was a little too salty this time, but the biscuits were as good as ever. And really, who doesn’t go to Red Lobster for the biscuits anyway.

I scored (among other things) a fabulous gift certificate to Ebay, which I’ve been having fun hoarding and window-shopping with. And my body wrap - actually, two body wraps because J and my parents both got me one. SUWEET.

I have an appointment tomorrow morning and I’m so totally excited about it. I’m feeling really fat right now and losing a few inches in a matter of hours seems too good to be true, but I’m more than willing to give it a try!

I stepped on the scale yesterday to find that once again, I have reached an alltime high. Not a good thing. So I went on a diet yesterday and lost half a pound. Still dieting today, yippee.

One of my main problems is overly optimistic apathy. If I get on the scale and find I’ve topped my highest weight (barring pregnancy - if I ever weigh more than I did while pregnant, I’ve instructed J to just go ahead and shoot me), my thought pattern immediately goes to “oh, I’ll just eat light for a day or two and then it will go back down.” But then it doesn’t and rather than getting serious about it, I tend to get “used” to seeing that number on the scale. My all time high then becomes a comfort zone. Bad bad bad. Because then when I gain ANOTHER pound, I do it again. And here I am, 9 pounds heaver than my “heaviest I will ever allow myself to get” number. Doh.

They’re building this great walking trail by our house so I’ve been trying to get out and take advantage of it on the days I’m not working while the weather is still nice. But Little Button is no longer content to ride in a stroller. She wants to walk. And walking with a toddler is … well, let’s just say it doesn’t count as exercise. It takes us half an hour to get to the end of the block.

So here’s hoping that tomorrow’s little body wrap session at least helps me make some headway. Maybe if nothing else it will help give me the motivation to get my butt in gear and do something about my growing problem.

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