DIETS make you FAT!

Happy Valentines day…or as my friends and I called it when we were free and unattached, Happy “Singles Awareness Day!”

I must remember my mantra…”the plan doesn’t take perfection…it takes persitence.”

Today I did good most of the day.  The hubby, in all his sweetness, got me beautiful roses!  He said he’d thought about chocolate, which really wouldn’t have bothered me all that much,  but then decided the roses were a better bet.  My 16 jeans which I am now wearing–yay!–thank him!  It’s been months!  14’s, 12’s, 10’s?  Where can I be by summer?  I’d be satisfied with a 14, ecstatic with a 12, dumfounded in a 10.  I’m 5′1o and curvy, so size 14 is great on me….OK random, totally got off track where this post was going. 

I did ok today, even survived going to my first grader’s valentines day class party at school, and helping 13 first graders decorate cookies…I ate ONE cookie.  I did make the mistake of agreeing to take home one of the open containers of frosting, a big weakness of mine.

After my son’s basketball game, we all came home to beef curry, slow cooked in the crockpot.  YUM.  Even did good there, and my little almost 2 year old kept asking for more of the carrots!  She actually ate carrots!  So far the only veggie she’s eaten willingly, ever,  were sweet potatoes or broccoli, so I’m glad she downed the carrots!  The curry sauce did the trick, plus the fact that her brother loved them and kept asking for more carrots too.  I did great until everyone went to bed, then…that damn container of frosting  that came home from my son’s class party lured me into its evil sticky delicous grasp.  I ate it by the spoonful!  Gross I know, but what can I say, I love the stuff.  After a couple minutes and definate caloric overload, I thought…what am I doing? Promptly dunked the remaining frosting in the icky greasy dish-soapy water that is soaking the crockpot in the sink, then tossed it in the trash.  Which is where it should have gone in the first place!  Oh well…always tomorrow!  And now that I’ve confessed I don’t feel so bad! I don’t miss this sick-full feeling.  I like the feeling of a perfect meal settling in the tum.

About the last post…the situation  with my college friend is resolved.  Nicely.  My hub intervened in a sweet, non judgemental way, and basically my friend and I both realized we were miscommunicating and all is ok.  We basically are starting over.  He’s not taking advantage of me, he’s not critical of my business or work, and I am going to be doing the job in question for him.  All in all a win win situation!  I’m so glad.  I was really REALLY upset and mopey for a whole day, when we were in the middle of the misunderstanding, and taking it out on everyone around me…except score one for me, I DID NOT EAT for comfort!  Wow!  That’s a big big change.  So, life works out.  And…

The weight comes off!  Hopefully.  I’ve had a few too many slip ups this week…we did the Chinese Buffet again a few nights ago.  I did great…ate just enough to finish my points…then hub walks over with a full plate of the best fried gyoza dumplings on the entire freakin planet with the best gingery garlicy soy sauce to dunk them in…i ate a few, then went and got my own plate full and downed em.  DAMN they were GOOD. 

In comparison to the old me though, I used to leave that place absolutely sick to my stomach…and ate everything on the buffet including these yummy fried desert donut thingys at least twice…Now I skip the desert and eat the orange slices instead…and avoid seconds of anything.  So it wasn’t a total disaster…just not the very best.  Hey, thats life.

Good decisions mingled with bad ones and great ones.  In food, in communication, in work…in life.

Bye!