It’s my birthday Sunday and Dad’s birthday today. Grandma brought over her homemade chili… I’m addicted to her chili spaghetti. With cheese on top. It’s bad, I ate a HUGE plate full. Now I’m eating a small piece of Dad’s birthday cake and Mom’s making me a carrot cake for my birthday. But I’m not holding back for my birthday. I already feel a little bad for overdoing it tonight with no workout. But I can’t be too hard on myself. I’m turning 22, I’m going to enjoy myself this weekend. I’ll get more serious next week, then seriously buckling down the week after, when I move out of my house. I’m not gonna mess around this year at school. Cutting back drinking and gonna keep up the healthy eating. I’m turning myself around. Not gonna stress about my weight for a few weeks, then it’s getting serious.