Slitting my wrists vertically
On Saturday I went to Weight Watchers for the first time in four months and it was absolutely tragic. Such a crummy reminder that this is something I'm going to have to do for the rest of my life. Not fair, not fair! After I had a pity party for myself I decided I have to just move forward. I'm still far from what I was when I started so I can either get it in control now or be even further up THE creek (you know what creek I mean, the one that is a synonym for poop).
The awesome part of my depressing return to WW is that hubby went with me. He's doing awesome! I have to remind him to use all of his points because he's actually having a hard time doing so. He does get double the amount of points I do so maybe I would have a hard time eating them all if I were him. Last night at dinner, he did kindly offer to give me some but unfortunately it doesn't work that way.
On Saturday morning, Hubby rushed off because he had to take care of an errand. I didn't think much of it and lounged around. He called me like 2 hours later and said we had to go somewhere. So I got ready quickly and we headed off. As we were pulling off of the freeway, he made me close my eyes. We were getting off the 55 at Harbor so I figured maybe Ikea? We need a few inexpensive pieces for our living room so I would have been fine with that! After a few minutes we pulled in somewhere and he led me out of the car. All of the sudden I heard a car start(remote start!!!) and he had me open my eyes. There was my beautiful new car in front of me! Then I opened the center console and the Itouch was in there. He engraved it on the back, "Happy Valentine's Day Mrs. Brock 2009. I love you." That night we went to 
