Little disappointments

So I applied for this job and got an interview, but the interview was short and terse and didn't go well, and then I got the email kiss-off "we aren't hiring you" note today. Not surprising, really, but a little disappointing. I would have liked an opportunity to do a full interview. I would have liked the job, I think. There is no urgency to leave my current job and I am not dying to get a new job, but the opportunity would have been great.

C'est la vie.

The other little disappointment lately is that Jon made some really good cookie dough the other day and I decided to be a nice wife and roll and cut them out while he was at work. (He has some new Star Wars cookie cutters he wanted to try out.) They turned out great, but needed frosting, of course. So I whipped up a bourbon cinnamon buttercream and, well, those cookies were delicious. I had two. OK, three. When Jon got home I was on such a sugar high that I was ridiculously goofy (laughing so hard at the word "weiner" that I almost fell over), and today my stomach is acting funny. Sugar = Bad. Disappointing that I coudn't resist the cookies, but spectacular that I only at three. (Fine! I had another half of one this morning.)

Even after my planned deviation from the diet over July 4th and my little cookie misstep, my weight stayed relatively unchanged and I am happily down 21 pounds since starting Atkins in May.

Go. Me.

Now to incorporate some excercise into my life...