  The plan for this weekend is to visit a friend of the BF in Ottawa. He is putting us up in the hotel where he is a VP at, and also taking us to dinner there.
I am thrilled at the prospect of changing the scenery a bit. Even more so, the dinner menu. Oh my god, it sounds like a culinary delight. but alas, the guilt...Why must ducks be so cute, and tasty? I will have to do some kind of repentance for the kind of eating I'm going to do. I have decided to show no mercy to these little birds, I plan to have a duck confit risotto to start followed by duck prepared 3 ways. gurgle..drool. food is a turn on, I have fun just fantasizing over it. which leads me to my diet. If I was a sensible woman, I would use my diet as an excuse not to devour cute ducks, they are fatty little guys, after all.
Today I checked and I am 137.6. I will definitely put a ding into that this weekend. I need to remind myself that weight loss is a long term goal, so a slip up won't kill me. in my life, food has been the source of great pain and enjoyment. When I was young I hated food, and resisted trying anything. Now I make it a point to try new things, within limits though as I am highly sensitive to smell and texture. I'll have to elaborate another time. I think I'm gonna go buy a new cook book. 
