I plead the Fifth

My weight this morning was artificially inflated after dinner at Kabuki last night.  And two beers and a largeish glass of wine (the alcohol was over a five- or six-hour period, but it still leaves me feeling icky the next day) and some Manchego cheese.  And cake, of course.  And candy corn throughout the afternoon and a real, full-sized peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch -- sad that that's such a luxury.  So today I was carrying food weight around still, and while I did have a generous quantity of calories yesterday it wasn't two and a half pounds' worth, so I'm not going to post the number I saw.  (Besides, Amy says I get the week off, so there!)