toyed with calling it “waning” or “loosening” or “slipping,” but “withering” seemed more appropriate. I’ve been worn down by the onslaught of carbs.
It’s been nearly impossible since carbs seem to be the only thing on the menu at my mom’s & sister’s homes. My last night at home I had the following conversation with my sister:
Me: what are our plans for dinner (thinking: one more night of eating just turkey will kill me)
Sis: how about pizza?
Me: I don’t really want pizza, is there someplace we could go out to eat?
Sis: we could try that pizza place on main street.
Me: I’m trying to watch my carbs, so pizza’s not good.
Sis: fish & chips?
Me: (thinking a fish place would offer some possibilities for carb-friendly entrees) that might be good.
Sis: or we could try P***’s Pizza
Me: (withering) with the carb thing, I guess I could just eat a bunch of meatballs at the pizza place (thinking: oh joy, no veggies again)
Sis: then we’ll have pizza.
By the time we got home, she’d changed her mind back to the fish & chips place, but then we ended up at home eating turkey, only I couldn’t take it any more, so I had stuffing & mashed potatoes as well.
Now we’re back in the midwest with the inlaws & if I can get past their pantry stuffed with donuts, bagels, chocolate, birthday cake (mine courtesy of grandma inlaw who made angel food with frosting), candy, beer, booze, and loaves of bread (that hubby will bring home after dropping off grandma inlaw this afternoon), I should be okay.
Had chicken crepes at a family restaurant last night, not cool carb wise, but I had them with salad & veggies (rather than starch) & thanked heaven for veggies…gotta get back on track. I don’t even feel good with all this sugar in my body.
Breakfast: Everyone had donuts, I had a handful of nuts & a slice of American cheese, But I think my late lunch will be celery with cheese spread…yum.
Lunch: celery with cheese spread, slice american cheese, more nuts (notice a pattern here? I’m ’bout ready to go outside & forage for food with the squirrels).
Dinner: it’s my birthday & my hubby SUCKS at anything romantic including giving a damn that it’s my birthday, so it’s 8:10 & he’s spent the whole freakin’ day with his grandmother & father in Peoria. MIL made herself leftover spaghetti for dinner, so that left me trolling for food on fast-food row around 7:00. Did I mention it’s my BIRTHDAY?!
There was a moment, OH BOY!, where I considered my best options for a full-on pity party & carb binge evening.
But I got a hold of myself (and there’s still a lot of me to hold on to), called information for Red Lobster & ordered the half salmon (grilled) with extra broccoli instead of the starch & a salad. The heavens knew it was my birthday (at least someone gives a sh*t) & so I ended up with two dinner salads, which I’m saving for lunch & dinner tomorrow. Had half of a cheddar biscuit (for a whopping 8 carbs)…I’m sure I’m over carb-wise with the nuts & all, but all things considered, not bad for food. One of my shitty-est birthdays on record, but at least I showed my (now officially older) body some respect by not filling it with junk.
It’s a new year’s eve tomorrow Chicks, what kinds of plans do you have for the new year?