note about the weekend:  It was a crazy junk food mess of a weekend.  Friday night I ate a bag of chips and a thing of dip... Saturday I ate an entire Digiorno pizza (but not much else...)... Yesterday I ate another bag of chips with some salsa (but again, not much else all day).  I have no idea why this weekend was such a crazy binge weekend.  I was very "in my head" all weekend long, feeling shitty about life and my body and hearing those old ED voices telling me that I am not good enough, that my life sucks, and that if I don't lose 100 pounds (or at least 50, for fuck's sake!!!) by my wedding date, I am a failure at life.