Another .6kg (1.3lbs) peeled off this week. But I'm not holding out any hope for the next two weeks. We have a houseguest from overseas and, in my usual inimitable style, I had to go crazy to make them feel welcome.

Of course, for me, food equals love, so our fridge is groaning and I've gone and baked 5 dozen chocolate chip cookies. And on top of all of that, a friend has sent a care package from the US with my favourite snack of all time (perhaps even more favourite-er than Doritos), SmartFood. Arrrrgh!

So I don't think my weight stands a chance. I've tried to be good and I've already packaged the SmartFood into portions, so I can only eat a portion at a time, and not inhale a whole packet, like I usually do.

But the disappointing thing for me is to see that my old habits have not died hard. They've not died at all. I had to bake and overstuff the cupboards with food to tell someone, "Welcome to my home." (I'm sure Shane is feeling VERY welcome indeed!)

I'll do my best to make good choices and try to get plenty of exercise. The benefit of guests means plenty of chances for exercise showing them around town.

Thank you all for your comments on my previous, slightly deranged sounding post. I think Lee had it 100% right. That hot chocolate could be 100% Lindt Balls or Godiva chocolate melted straight into my mug and it will not taste as good as what I've imagined in my head. Nothing possibly could. So I won't give in, I'll just have the odd skinny chai latte to keep myself from going completely berserk.

Now I just have to keep my hand out of the damn cookie jar...