My scale at my parent’s house was more friendly this morning than mine has been. Maybe I should steal it and replace it with my rude one! :)
Last night we picked up El Pollo Loco for dinner. I usually need to have this every time I go visit my parents. I don’t eat it when I’m at home…I have no idea why!
Breakfast this morning was toast with peanut butter.
My mom and I went to Nordstrom to return some stuff and picked up lunch there to bring home. I had a Roasted Turkey BLTA (bacon, lettuce, tomato and avocado) with a side salad.
After lunch I drove back to San Diego, picked up the kids from school and now I’m home. I’m looking forward to a relaxing evening in!
Do you like it when hotel rooms have scales?