I am a self-admitted scale junky. Not a day goes by where I don’t get on the scale first thing in the morning to see where the numbers are. Lately, I haven’t been too impressed with those numbers, as I’ve been struggling a little to stay on the right track with food. My birthday was last week so that killed part of that; I pulled it back together at the end of the week and then, last night? Barbecue. Ah well, I had a good day up until barbecue. And when the kiddos went for ice cream at Friendly’s for dessert, I declined. A win in my book! But as I was saying… I weigh in every day. At least I did weigh in every day until the battery died in my scale last week. Now I can step on the scale if I want to, but it doesn’t...