MI and my struggle with her

I think we've all heard the phrase "You're driving me to drink..." Well I'm trying to lose weight. I can't say that I've done the best of jobs but I have lost 5 pounds. But I think I'm going to end up gaining it all back due to my sweet MI.

That child is driving me to eat. I want to reward myself for not killing her, or even hitting this morning. Right now I'm hankering after a cup of java with chocolate and cream heaped on to it. This really pisses me off since I am no longer tipping the scales at 200 lbs. I'm down to 193 and I want to keep going but this child is really challenging me.

I have a question, "What the hell is apple pan dowdy?" I know I won't want to eat it because I'm sure it's cooked apples and I hate cooked apples.

I still plan on going and getting that cup of coffee but I won't have anything else today that will jeopardize my weight loss. Oh, are you curious about my goal. I want to get down to 140. So my goal isn't all that crazy. At 140 I wear a size 12.