On the wagon with just three wheels

I did two stupid things yesterday. First, even though I was feeling fat, I tried on my little black dress. It was too tight. If the dress is too tight the last thing that I should do is what? Yep, I did. I decided to weigh myself. Am I a glutton for punishment? WT...heck? So I decided today to be on a diet (again) and tortured myself with a brisk three mile walk after school. Now I know I will have difficulty walking up the stairs tomorrow (much less standing up to teach at all). This weekend I'm going with my group of girlfriends to St. Louis to celebrate Sonya's 50th birthday. We are going to have a blast. Botanical gardens, lunch on the Hill, PJ party, doing pedicures, swimming, hot tubbing and topping it up by getting all dressed up (feather boas and all) to go to a piano bar. It'll be hard to come back to reality on Sunday afternoon. But we will and I'll be okay with that, since reality is pretty good anyway. So, that is why I need the little black dress this weekend. MG