I haven’t been able to get down below 275 is like 3 weeks! Well yesterday was Breanna and I’s weigh in- down to 274, finally. Well I weighed in this morning and I was actually at 273.6! Wow! FINALLY! Good grief. I thought I would be stuck forever.
I had dinner with a friend tonight and we went to the Olive Garden. God its like my sancuary. Italian food=carb city! I would have asked her if could have gone somewhere else but she was having a bad day so I didn’t want to compromise her comfort because I can’t control my cravings. Well we went and my plan was to not open the menu and just say, “Soup and Salad please!” We sat at the bar due to the crazy long line and of course ordered a drink. I ordered a something sunrise. I watched him make it, some fancy alcohols, pineapple juice, and grenadine. I drank it pretty slowly. I also had a glass of water that I was chugging in between. I stupidly, and by habit opened the menu and was looking at everything before I remembered what I was doing. I closed it, put it down and said, “Soup and Salad Please!” The bartender happened to be someone who I went to highschool with so we had fun catching up and reminiscing on Spanish class. It was fun! I had a bowl of salad and a half a bowl of the vegetable soup. Ahem- I also had two breadsticks. Ah! It was my indulgence night! I enjoyed every morsel of flavor since the last few weeks have been pretty bland. I really didn’t eat much but I was SO full! I couldn’t believe it. My friend had just come from happy hour so she already had two beers in her-then she had an Italian Margarita at the OG. Haha, she also ordered the Fettucuine Alfredo and couldn’t finish it all. I had a couple fork fulls and I was done! She had a lot left over too and I normally would have tossed it back like a snack! We went out to the parking lot, smoked a couple cigs and she felt sick from all her alcohol (light-weight). She thought she was going to throw up! Me too-I was SO full. I am proud of myself now but at the time I kept thinking God I ate too much! In fact I didn’t really eat that much..there was still salad left in the bowl, a bite of breadstick on the plate, and half a bowl of soup! I should have taken a picture! What a revelation.
We were suppose to go to a movie afterwards so my friend could get an opportunity to let the alcohol settle but we were so uncomfortable we just called it a night. Good thing too I didn’t even want to smell food much less popcorn.
On the way home a drunk guy in a beamer flew on to the opposite side of the street-I’m the only one on the road on my side- and starts driving right toward me. I saw a cop behind him but I didn’t know what to do. They were coming so fast I just slammed on my breaks-didn’t want to take the risk of moving one inch! The beamer then spun the wheel about 10 feet in front of me and drove onto some guys yard. The cop drifted and stopped right in front of me. All I see is the beamer door fly open a man stumbles out, pukes and falls- the cop door flies open and a tiny woman cop runs out with her gun raised screaming at him. Holy crap! This is one of those times where you really have no idea what to do. Do I call the cops…no one is already there. Do I see if this tiny cop needs help…no -impeding the law is not a good idea. So I reversed realllly slowly while my eyes are wide open staring at this making sure no one runs out to my car…and I slowly drove around this mess. As my nerves start to go back to normal I see two motorcycle cops come flying at my from around the corner and further down the street another cop came zooming around me in the direction of “the mess.” It was NUTS! Good Lord I thought I was going to pee myself.
Well that was my night-definitely not boring. Now I am going to go pass out!