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Too early again

I've been awakened by the evil cat. This is my 2nd Saturday in a row to be up earlier than planned. But I did go to bed relatively early because I've been rising early every day this week.

I could take advantage of this and go for a peaceful morning walk before I need to get dressed for my weight watchers meeting, but honestly I don't do that on Saturday mornings.

I also usually have a nothing goes in my mouth rule pre-weigh in on Saturday mornings, but I couldn't help myself. This morning I had to have a cup of coffee, I'm so addicted. I think I have time to uh get rid of that before I step on the scale... sorry to share so much info.

Last night, although I didn't make a great choice with dinner I am very happy to report on the amount I ate. We had pizza from this little Italian place we like and although I did eat half a bowl of chips (french fries for the Americans) I only ate 2 pieces of pizza, and they were normal sized. I didn't want anymore! My body is finally starting to tell me when it has had enough to eat, and I'm listening! I was so very impressed that I couldn't wait to write it down.

How do I feel about this morning's weigh-in? Not too bad actually. I think the french fries and the pizza together were a bad Friday night meal, and not just due to the fat content, but because of the salt. I think I may be holding a little water weight, but I hope the scale is kind to me, even if it is to put me back where I was before the small gain. I thought about drinking water way too late and should have drunk a few bottles after dinner to help flush out salt.

Christmas shopping is on my mind and I don't know what to get a few people. I'm not sure if I should be crafty and try to make things or bake, or what. We don't really have tons of money this year and I don't think they would mind getting something home-made, but the idea of baking and eating batter etc. is hard to get my head around. I may be strong, but I don't think I can do it without eating a lot of the stuff myself.

There is a bead shop just down the street and I think for my two beautiful Aussie girl friends I will go and make some nice ear-rings or necklaces (that is if her prices aren't too steep. They would love that. Plus I was thinking of buying some glasses from the Salvo shop and putting pretty pebbles and candles in them to go along with the jewellery. Shouldn't cost that much and it is thoughtful and planned out, just the type of presents I like to receive.

When we were out looking for things to buy for mr ralph's brother yesterday we saw a log of Olga Berg handbags that I love. I told mr ralph that if anyone asks him what to get for me they could get me any of those and I would love it. Any one of them would suit me.

And with that, I'll be updating again later today with the results of my weigh-in. Wish me luck!

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