Honk for the whole weekend - even though I cooked. The OH was missing my cooking. Had a freak week, but it means the numbers are pretty-much back on track.
Explained to the OH about 1/2 an hour ago that I'm now back to what I roughly was when we met 6 years ago - give or take, I have a vague idea what I was then. (At worst, have been nearly 2 1/2 st more than this).
He said he didn't really notice the gain, blessim.
He is . And he's not the sort to 'just say that' out of tact, either. I don't mean this in a bad way, but he doesn't think on his feet fast enough to make something up on the spot. But it does mean he's an honest, straight-up kinda chap, and you know what you get...