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I Survived "Pie" Day

My son, who is home for spring break this week, reminded me yesterday that we needed to celebrate pi day.  March 14.  3-14.  3.14.  Get it?  I couldn't give him a reason why we should discriminate against geeky holidays, so we had pizza for dinner, followed by pie for dessert . . . . followed by Weight Watchers this morning.  I survived!  I'm down another 1.2 pounds. 

Now, unfortunately, I don't think this actually means eating pie results in weight loss, so I won't be making my fortune writing articles that would scream from the check-out line:  "LOSE WEIGHT with our AMAZING PIE diet!" However, I will happily just keep plugging along on my shrinking journey. 

I think I'm going to just stick with it this time, even after I get back to goal weight.  I don't begrudge the fact that I live by a monetary budget, nor do I mope that I will always follow a budget, so why should I approach food any differently?  Why mess with success?  Weight Watchers is a tool that works for me, if I use it. 

Reno accompanies me to Weight Watchers, but strictly as an observer.  Today, he is 6 months old, and 60 pounds!  (He didn't weigh in at the meeting, by the way, though I have been tempted.)

Thankful thought:  Thanks for holidays, geeky or otherwise.

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  1. The problem with Weight Watchers is.....me! It works when I do it but I just can't seem to stay consistent. So I'm trying another route. Along with constant prayer I'm consulting with a nutritionist. I'm hoping that with some one on one attention to some symptoms I'm having and the food knowledge I need I'll be able to get into a life pattern. I've just lifted you up in prayer that you will indeed remain on this diet just as you do your budget - with grace and with responsibility. blessings, marlene

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