The Squeaky Wheel

Today I was a squeaky wheel. I went to my family Dr. and complained about the knee surgeon dude, and I told him, in Gilly language (which can get a little colourful), that I was NOT going to be dealing with that dude, so pull whatever strings you need to pull, because I have waited nine months, and I'm not waiting any longer. So he told me to have the MRI, and we will find another Dr. I also told him to make a note of the fact that this Dr. is not a fat-friendly dude, so don't send any other fatties his way. I am cruisading for the fatties now. My new mission!

Last night, I went to Milestones for dinner. Fantastic place, very yummy food! I was with a group of ladies only 2 of whom know of my Mona. I went online and researched the menu beforehand - the site had fantastic nutritional information - and I planned my dinner. I had an 8oz sirloin steak with garlic mashed potatoes and seasonal veggies. Again I asked the girl to serve me 1/2 the meal and put the other half in a take away container. She did exactly as I asked, and I ate about 3/4 of the portion served to me, and took the rest home, and had it for lunch today. The ladies oooh-ed and ahhh-ed about my willpower as they had dessert and I had none. It was a great night out! And much cheaper than I usually come away from a dinner out! Ah, the fringe benefits!

Tomorrow is weigh in day...send me skinny vibes!!