2 kilos, 4 days, and A LOT of margaritas

So, off to Hutulco and vacation mode kicks in. Ice Cream. Beer. Pizza. Lobster. Pizza. Margaritas. More Margaritas. In addition to this 4 days of chips and junk, it is the week before my period, which usually means I don't eat overwell in the first place, I tend to always be starving. I have to buy a scale for when I get home, one that has the same reading or roughly as Yaime's. I also need to figure out how the hell I am going to manage while back at home and back working 5 days per week and back with friends who don't diet. So much to consider wih the new body.
And a long, long way to go. Why do I feel so confident about my body and then I get the picutres back and think - yikes!