I had a very busy but very productive weekend which ended with my waking up at 4am this morning to drive my hunny far away to her last conference. Yay!

I have been going gangbusters on my diet and didn't cheat once, even though I really wanted to. I also did something really big for me this weekend. I sent food back to the kitchen at a restaurant!

We had gone out with friends for a hysterical game of mini-golf and ended with dinner at a poolhall/sports bar. I ordered the steak, medium rare. I like my steaks juicy. I mean, really juicy. If its not rare or medium rare to me it may as well be ground beef for all its flavor. I made sure our waitress (who was so bad that we had both our appetizers, salads and entrees arrive at our table within 5 minutes of each other and I never got the sweetener for my iced tea) know that I wanted my steak on the rare side of medium rare and what I got was a well done outside with a pink/rare inside. FROZEN STEAK! They took a frozen steak, slapped it on the grill and simply grilled till they were sure it was thawed! It tasted bad too. So after a bite I called the girl over and said, very politely "I'm sorry miss, but I asked for medium rare and this is medium at best. I really can't eat this. Can you take it back and ask them to send me something medium rare?" Sure enough 10 minutes later I got my medium rare steak which was still a FROZEN steak but slightly less well done on the outside. Everyone at my table was shocked! I sent something back! I was a little shocked myself.

I said to them, and I stick by it, that if they are going to serve sub-par steaks they should at least make sure that the steak is cooked the way the person asked. If I'm going to pay $17 for a steak than I want to enjoy it! Not that I enjoyed it because it tasted a little more flavorful than ground beef but not by much. Leave steaks to thr steakhouse I guess.

Then I had the battle with the scale. Now, I've been perfect on my diet and I have been drinking plenty of water, exercising regularly, and I've been losing a pound every other day. There have been days when I haven't lost anything for a few days and then a pound will drop off. This weekend, however, despite my best efforts my scale nudged UP!! The only thing I could attribute it to was that I hadn't been eating enough, as odd as that sounds.

I was so furious that I screamed at my scale and it stared back with that righteous indignation that it gets...you know how it gets that look? So we're getting a new scale..this one has attitude. hehehe Anyways, this morning I'm one pound back down and still a pound away from where my statistics say...but I REFUSE to move that weight up. I refuse! Its just a big mistake that will rectify itself in the next day or two. Tonight I whip out the measuring tape and record my two week inch loss. That tape better not give me attitude or its the shredder!