Weight Loss Update + Progress + CUPCAKES

You all may be pleased (or ambivalent) to learn that I survived the week!
Yay!
That was a big deal for me.
Presenting wasn't so bad . . . the Q&A was what really scared me, but everyone was really nice at my panel, so there were no worries there.
And honestly, the really only eventful thing that happened happened Saturday, after the Gala. It requires a backstory, though.

So Friday, two of my friends were presenting. Unfortunately, they were presenting at the same time, so I just bounced from one room to the other. Afterwards, we went to grab something to eat, and on the way back to the parking garage (we took one car), we passed this cupcake shop that one of them immediately started fangirling over. They bought cupcakes and macaroons, and before we left this other woman comes out of the back with a broken macaroon in the flavor I'd been eyeballing and says "This one broke, so we can't sell it; does anyone want it?" Jess and Nicole both turned and looked at me, and I must've looked like a 5 year old at Christmas because I was like "Yes plEASE."
I think I know what manna tasted like now. It tastes like "rich butter and vanilla". I knew I should never have heard those words.
(This place is called Mabel's Cupcake Emporium, by the way. GO THERE.)
Anyway, Saturday, after the Gala dinner, I was craving a cupcake and a gazillion macaroons because. . . .

Although I gained 8 pounds, I actually LOST ABOUT 4 INCHES.
I'm not absolutely sure how I swung that, but I'm not arguing. I actually went on a 2.8 mile run Saturday morning because I wanted to go by Mabel's on the way home. I literally planned on exercising and eating healthy for the whole day just so I could do that.

Well.
Here's what happened, as told by myself to my friend.

I nyoomed down to the bottom floor of the parking garage (parking at night, or Saturday night, or maybe just because there was a party or something [turns out St. Patrick's Day celebrations in Savannah start on March 1st] was 5 whole dollars, ew) and I took the elevator up -- that was fun! I couldn't remember for the life of me where Mabel's was, so I went right out of the building (I took a right -- remember that, that's important). I walked around for like 20 minutes before coming to this place claiming to be Mabel's. It weren't the Mabel's they took me to, so I'm like "Crap, I REALLY wanted a cupcake and a few . . . dozen macaroons." So. I walk back to the parking garage, and I come in through the garden/alley type thing in the front -- that's important, too. So I'm standing there with like 30 other people waiting for the elevator (I think only one of the two was working) and I happen to look up at what's to the LEFT of the parking garage: MABEL'S. I had looked it up on Facebook, and they closed at 5, and it was like 10 at this point, but someone's inside and the lights are on, right? So I break out of the mob/line, head over and the door's locked. The woman who was there the day before, though, saw me and opened the door. She's like "Hey, we're closed, but did you want some stuff before I put it away?" and I'm like "Please!" So I got all 3 leftover Mabel flavored macaroons and a Mabel flavored cupcake and went back to the elevator and rode it straight down to the 4th floor, and drove home a happy girl. I also happened to polish off 2 of the 3 macaroons before I even made it to the Tallmadge Bridge, so I was a very happy girl.

A very happy girl who doesn't care about the scale and only cares about the measuring tape now although the measuring tape recently informed me that I'm not 5 foot 2 inches like I thought I'm actually 5 foot 1 inch but hey I'm a forgiving person I can get past that.