by oksoonergirl26 » April 19th, 2009, 9:16 am
I have decided to go by my scale (instead of the center's scale). I weigh in the morning and every time I go to the center I have either had my afternoon meal or (in the case of this week) I had just walked two miles and drank 24 ounces of water. I had a really bad emotional day yesterday. I threw a roast in the crock pot and when it was close to being ready I started the potatoes and gravy. I HATE HATE HATE to cook (or clean for that matter) and making gravy and mashed potatoes from scratch is work, plus knowing that you can't eat it doesn't make it any more pleasant. My husband and I had discussed going out to dinner or eating at home, and due to financial issues I said we could just eat at home and he told me that was fine. I went ahead and peeled, washed, cut up, and starting boiling the potatoes. To try to make me feel better I decided to try making mashed cauliflower (it supposedly tastes like mashed potatoes). I finished the potatoes, the gravy, and my cauliflower. My husband had left to run an errand, so my son and I went ahead and ate...well I tried to eat the cauliflower-it DOES NOT taste like mashed potatoes and after that I couldn't choke down the rest of my roast. I had not eaten my veggie quota or my protein, but I had enough that I knew there was really nothing I can do about a having a real meal. My husband walks in the door and proclaims that we are meeting friends at Outback for dinner. Can you say, ticked (well, insert much stronger language here) off!!!!! I gave up my Saturday afternoon to prepare his favorite meal and he decides he doesn't want to eat it?????? Not to mention, that I can't eat at Outback and instead I have to sit there and watch everyone else eat, drink and be merry! I ended up having a salad, but I was still steamed for the whole evening. There were some other things that happened as well, but I don't really want to discuss it here. I just hate it when other women (particularly very pretty and skinny women) flirt with my husband when they know he is married and I am sitting right there! There was almost a smackdown at the steakhouse last night, but I am not a fighter.
3/18/09
228/175/125