This ferris wheel is making me nauseous

I went out to dinner yesterday with two friends and I did what I was told was a good strategy before going out to dinner.  I drank tons of water, ate a light meal (a hardboiled egg), and looked up the menu so I could calculate my points and decide what I was going to have before I got there.  I got in contact with my friends said I wanted to make sure we were seated and ready to eat no later than 8 and they agreed.  I was golden. The ferris wheel was on its way up!

Then my friends where late.  So instead of being at my house by 6:45 or so they got there close to 7:45.  On our way to the restaurant I realized I forgot my ezpass so we had to turn around and go back because none of us had cash and I had no idea how much the tolls were.  Ferris wheel down... At the restaurant they brought us bread (But I had planned for this).  Using my WW savvy I picked a piece and ate it slowly so that I would not be tempted to reach for more.  I tried to stay engaged in conversation so I wasn't able to stuff my face and be tempted to reach for more...Ferris wheel arriba!  Then my friend goes and ordered fried calamari for the whole table and of course I can't say no, because I'm Ms. Lacking-The-Ability-To-Say-No (Hi, nice to meet ya) and my Ferris wheel took a nose dive.  The rest of the dinner went as planned, I had a salad as my course (although it was huge and full of stuff that I should not have been eating, like bacon bits but still, it was a salad, oh and the dressing was on the side, and I didn't even need it after a while I just pushed it over and ate my salad bare).  At dessert my ferris wheel was stopped, I guess there were others getting off at the bottom.  I had planned for it, did what I wanted, I told the waitress to give me half on a plate and half of it to go.  But I was so full I didn't really want it.  Still, I ate it anyway.  So I was stuck in this place where I did what I said I was going to do but felt bad because it could have been a great chance to just say no, admit I was satisfied and take it home...

So on to my thoughts for today.  Last week was a strange one in terms of weight.  I had gained 0.8lbs from the week before but it was after my brother's birthday party where I drank a little, ate a little, and then took medication cause I hurt my back.  I woke up swollen,  I had to take my ring off because it was cutting into my finger and before that I had wrapped tape around it because it no longer fit.  So I had the feeling that I would have a weight gain and was not surprised or upset that I did.  If anything I was still glad cause I had made it to my meeting despite having gone to bed so late.  And I got to tell them about my size loss which I'll discuss in another post.  This week however I did something I had not done before.  I began weighing myself every morning.  I was doing it at the same time of day.  I woke up, did my morning ablutions and then weighed in, and oddly the scale was going down.  Way down.  To the point where at I was becoming frightened to actually see an 8 lbs drop Saturday morning from the Sunday before.  And I hadn't exercised at all during the week.  Freaky.  Well dinner last night took care of the whole 8lbs thing.  This morning I was only 4 lbs less and then I took a bath and was somehow 3lbs less.  My cousin thinks it might of been all the hair product I use, she says our hair products can get thick.  I'm going to go with that because the thought that I'm gaining lbs just by going through my normal routines makes me feel kinda sick to my stomach.  Ferris wheel WAY DOWN and the need to hurl is close to the surface.  We'll see what happens after my weigh in.  Wish me luck...