That dinner was how many points?!

THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!
Ok, let me rephrase that.. THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE WHEN ON VACATION! Pointing with Weight Watchers requires labels, and specific numbers. When you are out on the town eating whatever with who knows how many servings, it is truly impossible. Sooo, I am trying by best to be smart when it comes to food choices but...Starbucks without whip cream is like...STARBUCKS WITHOUT WHIP CREAM! It just cannot happen!!
Here is my advice for the Weight Watchers diet rant..
-If I'm going to do this right and successfully, then I will not go on vacation ever again. I'm worried about my moment of truth on monday night at the meeting. I don't want to gain or maintain this way my first week! It's hard! There are a lot of numbers to this and it isn't something to guesstimate. It's lame! When I get home, double the excersize and double the fruit! Bring it on!-

Anywho,
My vacation (besides the incorrect counting) has been wonderful! I am in paradise with my lovely family and my beloved boyfriend. It's everything I could ask for! A pool (good for the excersize as well as relaxing), a jacuzze (relaxing time with the man), an excersize room (that I've only been in 1 time), a starbucks (again, not good for the Weight Watching), the best shower ever!!!!, and all the virgin pina coladas I could ask for. I am going to my brand new home tomorrow to sign the lease with my family and that is super exciting.

I feel like it is the perfect time. New me, new goal, new food, why not a new house to go along with it?! I like change and this is gonna be big!
I am looking foreward to it.

You know what I am NOT looking foreward to?? My boy leaving me..He only has 2 more days here. It kills me inside thinking of a single moment without him. I'm going to walk into my den and when he isn't there playing his video games like I have grown so used to, I don't know what I will do. It's a shame that I don't really know anyone who has a long distance thing like I do. Because no one really understands what I go through but us two. All I do know is that the day he leaves, I wont be counting my ice cream points, and my hair will be very very very black (I dye my hair every time he leaves or I leave him. It's like an anti-depresant to change). It will be a hard day and just a warning, the blog that day wont be the happiest and most sarcastic.

Until then, I'm gonna go get starbucks with my babeeee, and try my best to say no to the whip cream. Wish me luck.
-learningasigo.