Food Log Fail

So, first of all, I don't really keep a food log.  But if I did, I would have failed today.  Not in the recording, which I'm about to do, but in what I'm recording!

As with most of my stories, I have to preface this one with another one. :)  I know you guys love me, so you humor me.  And I let you.

This weekend, 9 of my friends and I went away for a weekend to play games, watch movies, and eat.  A lot.  Some people also hiked. Since I only packed lounge wear, I was not one of them.  I never left the cabin and I was perfectly okay with that.  Monday, when I weighed myself, I would have to say that I gained several pounds.  And a little more on Tuesday.

So, today I decided I needed to get back on track with what I was eating.  I packed the rest of the cookies I made for the weekend to take to work so I wouldn't eat them at home.  When I got to work, I offered a cookie to one of my co-workers and then took them to the kitchen and may have eaten on my way out the door.  I then headed to another building to pick up a check.  It was Angie's birthday and she offered me a doughnut.  Don't get me started on how little self control I have for doughnuts.  So I ate one.  Then I went to my client's house and to court.  On the way back to the office from court, I decided to get a Dr. Pepper from McDonald's (this was not anything new, so it wasn't a deviation.  I simply would rather a fountain drink than a can sometimes).  But while I was waiting in the drive thru I decided that a McChicken and fries sounded better than the frozen meal I brought.  And I had saved a cookie for myself.  And the kitchen had a tin of caramel popcorn that I might have had a handful of every time I went to the bathroom or kitchen.  And the cookies weren't gone, so I think I had two more.  And then we had lasagna for dinner at church tonight...

Fail.  Fail.  Fail.  Fail.  Oh, and, fail.

Tomorrow.  I'll think about it tomorrow.