The blog's kennel is not the place to keep a sausage.

As you may or may not remember, I check in once a month with a councilor to see how my eating is going and weigh in and check up on my general emotional and physical health. She has never once wanted to institutionalize me. Should I mistrust her? Anyhoo ... I told her I was going to Vegas and she wasn't worried about my eating because she was under the impression that there isn't much good stuff to choose from there in Vegas. Well ... OH-EMM-GEE! Turns out some of the biggest and most "rock star" chefs on the planet gravitate to Vegas. The reasoning is (rumored to be) that the casinos offer them the kitchen of their dreams, built to the chef's specifications and the restaurant has to pay it's lease but it never has to make a profit. WHAT?

I cannot begin, really, to explain how much I indulge in Vegas. I smoke too much, I drink too much, I eat too much, I gamble too much, I curse too much, I stare too much, I scratch too much, I burp too much, I shower seldom, I laugh just enough, I walk too little, I sleep too late and I worry not at all. It's why I go. This time ... oy. The food was so good and never ending. DAMN THAT BOBBY FLAY AND HIS CURSED MESA GRILL WITH THE SCRAMBLED EGG AND GOAT CHEESE ENCHILADAS!! And Boa Steakhouse. And BLT Burger. And the buffet at The Mirage. And the booze ... everywhere. How is a girl to maintain her weight in a joint like that?

I will say this. Even though I went to Vegas carrying 10 extra pounds, I looked pretty cute. Too bad we didn't take a camera. HOWEVER ... with me it usually takes three days for that kind of indulging to show up on my body. So the plan was to come home and get busy gettin' busy with my program. But then freakin' LIFE stepped in and now I am spending my morning working on an audition when I should be working out. Uh oh. Do I have my priorities mixed up?

Listen ... the point is ... I CAN go and indulge and I CAN get back to my program after. I don't have to throw the whole thing out the window and revert to bad behaviors on a daily basis. I'll keep you posted on the scale's chiding, but I am not stepping on the scale any sooner than Friday. Gotta give my body a few days to come down from it's high.