Down 1 lb even. I thought it was going to be more! I need to stop weighing myself on the home scale. Its just too unreliable and either gives me a crazy high number and scares me death or a low one and then I am disappointed when I get to the meeting. Again, as long as those numbers continue in a downward vein, I will be satisfied if not ecstatic.
Tonite, we are going to grill a bit of steak, have some corn on the cob and asparagus. Tomorrow, I am going to bake some stuffed pork chops and sweet potatos. My long suffering hubby is making noise about eating too much chicken and fish, so I need to placate His Highness, The Red Meat Eater, or I will be hard pressed to get him to play Weight Watchers with me. He's playing, I am playing for keeps. There is a big difference.