V is for Vegas!

My boyfriend and I are heading to Vegas for a long weekend with some friends, three of my brothers and their wives. I am really excited, but there is one thing that I am still a little nervous about.

Buffets.

The guys are all gung-ho about the big buffets, but I won't be able to eat hardly anything at them.

I am paranoid that everyone will notice that I haven't eaten much and then start to question why. Plus, I don't want to drop $25 on a meal when I can only eat a few bites. Not the point though.

I am wondering if I should use that time to share with them the secret I've been keeping about being banded, or just blow them off?

I do like to enjoy the buffets as well, but am irked that I've let myself get into such a poor physical state that I had to have a medical intervention to keep me from partaking.

Enough whining...now I've got to psyche myself up into packing some bathing suits...scary, I know!! :)

Vacation loss?!?

Yesterday I flew back from a long weekend visiting my family out of state. I was really curious to see what the scale read upon my return. I honestly had no idea which direction 'the number' would be moving.

My eating was sporadic, and not very healthy when it did happened, but I did also work out with my youngest brother a time or two, so I figure that evened it out a bit.

I was thrilled to see that my weight had dropped five pounds (YAY!!) from the past week!! It wasn't a fluke either...I weighed myself again today, just to make sure.

I also told two of my brothers about my band. I don't really think that either of them understand entirely what it is, but now they know why my eating habits have changed so much...which is good enough for now. I just hope that next time I see them, they will be seeing a smaller me...even if it is just a little bit smaller. :)