I've got two.
1) DS was up for 3 hours last night. At first, he wasn't really crying so much as voicing his displeasure. Then he worked himself into a frenzy and would.not.STOP. Modified CIO my fat fanny, we're CIO this weekend. I figure, if he's going to cry when I'm rocking him and he's not hungry, wet, sick, or in pain, then he can cry in his crib. I might sleep in my car.
2) Breakfast today was Diet Mt. Dew and a Snickers. Yes, I'm exercising and trying to watch what I eat. But Mommy is cranky today and I eat my feelings.