I guess I wasn't clear... they weren't all for me. We had a small crowd at our house watching the Olympic hockey game. Mr. W decided that he wanted gobs of McNuggets to nosh on during the hockey game and all the kids concurred. I actually thought the amount was grotesque. So I ate seven nuggets (and I splurged on one bar-b-q sauce), a zone bar, and 15 Swedish fish yesterday. That's all! I promise!
Good scale news... I weighed 186 this morning. In nine more pounds, I'm going to start the process with my surgeon to get my tummy tuck. I'm waiting on the boob job because I am going to try to get insurance to help cover my stomache work, and don't want it to appear cosmetic in any way. Seriously, it's not. I'd be happy with just a panneculectomy with no muscle tightening at all. In fact, if they decide to do an actual tummy tuck, I want it loose. I don't want to be hunched over and in pain for three months. No thank you.
Anyway, no time to write... I just felt it necessary to explain the McNuggets situation.