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| HELLO, LUVAH.... |
In a frustrated rant over my ever present inability to lose weight, I declared with absolute determination that I would not go to Starbucks again until I lost 5lbs.
This proclalimation was two-fold. Don't go get a 6000 calorie white mocha with whip, lose weight. Lose weight, reward self with 6000 calorie white mocha.
Seemed like a great tool for motivation.
Only I have no will power.
After a couple of days the next day when I caved and l started loading the girls into the car, Munchkin asked where we were going. When I told her Mommy needed a coffee, she asked (with her hand on her hip and her head to the side, tapping her foot) "And how many pounds have you lost.....?"
Awesome. Not only do I have the voice in my head telling me I shouldn't be drinking that Mocha, I now have a 7 year old keeping tabs on my habits too.
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