We're on the wagon again, only I'm bloated and can't see any difference

So.  Me and The Hubs.  We're on the wagon again.  The weight loss wagon.  And, if it's up to me, we'll stick to it this time.

I'm 34.  And I have high blood pressure. 

When I was 24, and I thought forward to where I would be in 10 years, I didn't think I'd be:

a) overweight
b) dealing with high blood pressure
c) still clueless about how to have good hair
d) an awesome blogger

So, clearly my silver lining is still there.  I'm coping.

But now that I'm on the meds (waaaahhhh) for the BP, we're buckling down and taking names.  Of foods.  And their caloric contents.  

And you know what?  It's not that hard.  I know, I'm surprised too.  Because if I counted up the number of times I tossed my hands in the air like a wilted salad and exclaimed "this is too hard!", well, I'd just have a mess of giving-up statements littered around me like brown lettuce.

It's kind of neat, this whole paying-attention-to-what-we-eat thing.  I suppose it's a novelty.  Like, the other day, we dined at Chick-Fil-A.  Despite my Floridian friend, Vanessa, who recently guest blogged here and wrote her take of Chick-Fil-A, we eat there a lot.  A Lot.  For one, because it's so darn tasty.  Another, because the kids can play in the Petri Dish Known As The Playground.  And finally, because they have a pretty thorough nutritional guide, which is ever so helpful on this thing known as Weight Loss.  Also, we don't get the poops.

And you know what I found?  I discovered that previously, I was racking up like, 200-300 extra calories alone just by using this:

That tiny little sauce packet is a whopping 110 calories.  Which isn't all that bad, but when you have two of them with your basic meal, it's a lot.  Especially when you go home and eat 9 cupcakes.  Not like I ever did.  More than once.

You know, you can throw a rock and hit a blog that is also talking about weight loss today.  And that's good.  Because it means that one more person in the world is paying attention to their health and fitness and might be hoping to live one more day longer, walk their kids down the aisle, hold their grandbabies, see them walk down the aisle.  And we're all on this wagon together.  And the ride is bumpy.  And the road is long.  But it's nice to have the company.

So my question today, sweet and precious reader, are you too on this journey?  What is working for you?