Before I get into my weekend, which will not be a play by play, as there is very little play to report, I need to do my WW post from last week. The good news. I lost. And that’s all. I’m not down to where I was three weeks ago, yet. And I’m sure that my weekend in SF did nothing to help, especially since I did very little (and by “little” I mean no) tracking. But, it was so worth it.

Anyway, last week was better. I managed to lose two of the pounds that I found. I’m still not changing the total on my side bar. I have lost that much and should be back to the weight in two more weeks (this week will not be the week it all goes away…I will be lucky to have not gained.

In general, I’m feeling pretty good about things. As my sisters were both in town last weekend, losing two pounds was a big accomplishment. With being in SF (my favorite place to eat…especially once I discovered this great local donut place…the first night I was there), I think I’ll be okay if I gained a little.

I guess I’m just feeling very balanced. My life is as crazy as ever and I’m learning how to function without making food the drug of choice…although I think I will always enjoy it because, really, it’s just so good…and it’s not like I can just quit eating, right?

Oh, and one more thing. At the same time I purchased my long and lean jeans (which incidentally are not necessarily for long and lean people, but are meant to make one appear long and lean) I also found a fabulous new jacket. It’s super cute, camel color with dark gray buttons, so it is extremely versatile. Anyway, when it comes to jackets, I definitely like a little roomier fit for layering purposes, so I thought I had grabbed an XL. I tried the jacket on and it was darling. Perhaps a little more fitted than I am comfortable with, but the shoulders fit perfectly, it looked great and it was on sale. That was all I needed. I went for it.

What I didn’t realize until I actually went to wear the jacket and had to remove the tag, was that it was actually an L and not an XL. I know sizes aren’t everything and I hope I never become one of those people who is so caught up in size that she insists on purchasing a particular size even though a size larger makes her look so much better (and thinner), but it really has been fun to “shrink” a bit, especially with the knowledge that I have neither starved myself, nor popped pills in order to do so.