Skinny and Sweet

This morning, right before I left the house, I was feeling skinny so I weighed myself.  Low and behold, I wasn't as skinny and sweet as I thought... 179.... which is down from my fat ass winter weight of 185, but I've been fluctuating around that for a month now.  Today, I went to the Marriott and worked 8 hours pushing a mower (probably 10 miles).... and I weighed myself when I got home and I lost 6 pounds.  Even with the extra weight of the suntan that I got... I still lost.  So I immediately celebrated with some fried chicken tenders that my Dad made.  I'm probably back up to my fat-girl poundage.  Easy come, easy go, easy come back.