That’s the goal anyway. We leave at 12:40, and I’ve been pretty good all week. Okay, it helped that hubby & I were sick for most of the conference, so no overindulging, just a beer here or there. And we’re looking back at our receipts & trying to figure out what the heck we ate or when we ate or if we ate. We had Thai the first night, a breakfast meeting the next day, Dim Sum for lunch one day, appetizers (maybe 1/2 a small plate full) at the big publisher’s party, breakfast and dinner yesterday. Otherwise, I remember a bagel one day, some clementines, not much else.
Helps that this particular cold leaves me with little appetite, so even breakfast yesterday, I gave hubby one of my eggs & muffin & left most of my hash browns on the plate. Of course, he hasn’t been eating either.
We’re staying with friends now. Had a lovely night out last night: Tapas followed by something called “Writers and Drinkers,” which reminded me of Feathers. It was held at a big bar in the mission, the writers (one comic) took the stage & read short stories, poems, chapters from their books. Very fun.
The friends are hubby’s, his best man and the best man’s girl friend. They’re hip and cool & live in this awesome loft apartment in the city & I feel like a real yokel when I’m with them usually, Not that they do anything to make me feel that way, but I’ve always been a big geek & living in the Midwest has helped that none. Anyway, she’s tall and cool and thin, but for the first time, even though I’m huge right now, I felt okay about my body around these two thin hipsters. & they’re nice people, really nice people.
& they’re up now…crazy California time zone!