I slipped all the way through the weekend. I was good Friday -- when my boyfriend picked me up and wanted to know what I wanted to eat, I went to Wendy's and got a salad. Then on Saturday, when he wanted to know what I wanted to eat, I said I don't know. I couldn't come up with anything specific (and I just didn't want another salad) so he got impatient waiting for me and told me he would bring back something he knew I liked. Well, he stopped at a Mexican restaurant and got me a gigantic chimichanga!! With beans! Rice! Chips! Aghh! Well, instead of eating 1/3 of the fried monster, like a normal person, I ate the whole thing. And I polished off the rice and beans too. I ate some chips too. I was stuffed, tired, thirsty, and pretty much miserable the whole day. And today, when he was taking me back, I made the mistake of saying I was hungry, so of course he wanted to stop and get me something to eat, and I can never refuse a free meal, so we went to Mcdonalds. And instead of ordering a salad, I ordered a burger and fries. At least I got a diet coke

But here's the topper: after I got home for a couple of hours I decided I wanted chinese food. So, I proceeded to order empress chicken, crab rangoon, and chinese donuts. And what came was enough to feed at least 4 people. But I ate all the chicken, most of the rice, 4 crab rangoon, and 6 chinese donuts. The rest of it is in my fridge for a "snack" later.