What fresh **** has the last 2 months been....UGH! I swore I wouldn't fall off the band wagon and yet...it happened. I moved and at first things were fine...ok, maybe for the first two days things were fine. Then life went to **** in a handbasket.

It didn't occur to me that in the past 4 years I had been away from my family that my parents had gone from 2 intelligent, understanding, and maliable....boy was I wrong.

The first week my fiance and I were there we had 3 huge fights...my parents and I had several. We cleaned their house from top to bottom and instead of appreciation we got yelled at because we moved things and changed their habitat...which freaked my dad out so bad that he drank heavily that night. OMG!!! My mother had wrapped all her frustrations over me living a godless, gay lifestyle and our planning our wedding without her that she is screaming her head off about the tiniest little things.

So we've decided its time to get the **** out of the house as much as possible and joined a gym. Last time I was here I weighed 219...now I'm back to 229. 2 months and 10 pounds back on. I've been struggling with sticking to the diet as things get nuts and I'm re-committing myself to Atkins.

Yesterday is the first day of my recommittment. Oh boy!