It was rather appropriate today that when I weighed myself after school, it was the highest I’ve been in awhile. Whoops!

I’ve not been as conscientious as I should be about what I stick into my face of late. And, of course, as soon as I weighed myself, I finished the piece of white cake with white icing that I’d picked up yesterday at the grocery. (My treat for my “medical procedure” that I’d had earlier in the day – more in a bit.)

And when the folks offered to meet me at Applebee’s tonight for half price appetizers and drinks in honor of Fat Tuesday, I said yes. And I don’t regret it.

You see, after I made the appointment with the folks, I got a call from my doctor’s office. Regarding the “medical procedure” (diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound). Turns out I’ve got “nodules” in both breasts that my doctor wants me to have examined by a surgeon. I’m hoping it’s just fibroids – I have ’em in my head, inherited ’em from mom who got ’em from her dad. So until I hear otherwise, I’m not going to worry. Much.

So yeah, time spent this evening with the folks? Worth it. Having half-price appetizers and a mango martini? Worth it. Knowing that my sister and her partner will be here (if all goes well!) in two weeks. Very, very worth it.

I’ll worry about my weight tomorrow. Today I’ll just sit with the kitties (both are on the chair with me right now), and read.