Maaaaaan......
Yesterday was my husbands birthday, plus my sister drove in from out of town because my niece had her Mary Kay debut, so I had to do a Mary Kay party in the afternoon.....and a birthday dinner last night.....
I had my shake for breakfast, my bar for mid morning , then all hell broke loose... I thought I would be going back home again before we had to go to the debut, but ran out of time. (my sister always wants to shop when she comes to Dallas), and ended up not having anything else to eat until my lean and green at 8pm.... omg, I was starving... and to add insult to injury, my sister, her daughter and her son in law went and got chick'fille and brought it back to the debut and ate it right in front of me... I was gnawing on my fist by this point.
but one good thing, I did not partake of the cookies, dips, crackers, chips, sherbet and all those other goodies that they had at the party... but I did feel faint by the time we got to the restaurant...
Now on to that, my husband chose Steak N'Ale, because he knew they had a decent salad bar not stuffed with all that stuff that is not good for you ... I split a steak with him, a small one, actually had less than 4 ozs, had no potato, did have a salad and a side of asparagus, (which was by the way, was just 4 pieces of asparagus).... I was so full, and felt so much better..
I drank water, water, water all day long to try to stop my stomach from it's hunger pains, and I think I did well considering... but I know that I really messed up my metobolism yesterday.
Anyhow, just had to vent because I am feeling so bad that I did not stick to my guns with my family and just stay at home, or at the very least that I did not think enough ahead to make sure that I had supplies with me....
Bad bad Terri.....

I still lost 4.6lbs this week, but I know it would have been more had I not had such a bad day, but my resolve for this next week is to stick to the plan and not even have any snacks, maybe I can make up for it that way this next week.
I only have 11 weeks left until I leave for Italy, and a long, long way to go...
and Unca Tim, add me to that 10# club, whoo hoo......
thanks everybody for listening to my rant, Good luck this week to us all....