Giving up Chocolate: Day Nine

Fail.  While I did give the kids half of the left over cookies, I ate the other half...and this was after I was so excited this morning for my scale finally breaking the 150 mark.  It has only done this once or twice before and that was a couple of months ago when I was doing much better, so I was hoping this was the start of another downward trend.  Well let me tell you it's back above it now.  Stupid cookies.  On a side note.  We've been watching Torchwood.  Having just finished series 2 (they call them "series" in the UK not "seasons" weirdos), we watched the crossover two part series 4 finale of Doctor Who so we would be all caught up when we start series 3...which is really a miniseries, not a whole series.  Plus we probably can't watch it all before Patrick leaves to New York on Sunday, so that will suck.  The reason being tomorrow we have to rewatch the finale from last season's Vampire Diaries so that we can be all prepared for the premier of this season which should be up Friday.  It starts seconds after the cliff hanger ending from last season so I thought we should refresh.  Plus I wanted to see Damon and Elena kiss again 'cuz he's totally hot...even though he's so not a nice guy.  (Which I guess I would be more worried about if i had a teenage daughter watching this....the jerk that murders people is the 'cool' one while the nice brother is a dork)  Oh yeah, so we watched Doctor Who.  That show is awesome.  It's so much funnier than Torchwood, of course I know they're supposed to be different types of shows but still.  I also liked the German-speaking Daleks; "Exterminaten, Exterminaten!"  HI-larious.  and then at the end when everyone left and the Doctor was so alone....poor David Tennant.  He looked like he was going to cry when he left Rose with the other Doctor....and then all of his companions were threatening global destruction and he was so sad...no wonder he didn't take any more companions until after he regenerated.  *sigh*

So yeah...I had chocolate.  But now the cookies are gone so I shouldn't be eating any more tomorrow.  Plus since Patrick is going to be out of town, next week should go better as I always seem to eat more sweets when he's here then when he's not.  He was gone for three weeks in June and I lost nearly five pounds, so that was nice.   Maybe I can lose a couple next week. ;)