Recipe for Disaster

  • Recipe for Disaster:

    Add one fight with DH
    Shake a few lc chocolate peanuts into mouth
    add 1/2 container of pistacchios
    slug 2 bacardi O's (no-not LC!!)

    All equals a tipsy Lady who is bloated and feeling like she just totally blew this whole induction again. UGH! Time to drink a glass of water and try and find the bed. Should I mention I don't drink often? So 2 bottles is a LOT (obviously if it's enough to make me tipsy and sullen) I don't want to see what damage I did. I could already feel my pants getting too tight (as I guzzled the 2nd bottle and wondered if a 3rd one would actually make the button fly across the room--then decided not to try it for fear of having something ELSE fly across the room). OH heck. I just kill myself on this WOE lately--always sabotaging it one way or another. ARGH!! Someone just staple my mouth shut!!
  • Poor you - hope you found the bed!.....and luckily for you tomorrow is a new day with a new chance to get right back into induction - you did it once (well more than once probably) and so you can do it again!

    Froufy
  • ::::::::::::::::::: Sorry you are feeling crappy right now! Get some sleep and remember that tomorrow is a new day. We aren't perfect and if we didn't have little blow outs every once in a while can you imagine the BIG blowout that would eventually come? Whew, America would have a food shortage! Fresh day, fresh start right?!
  • Luckily I don't drink often and I don't drink much. I was tipsy but not drunk (there WAS more alcohol in the fridge but I ignored it.) I'm better rested and DH has apologised and all is well with the world. I also stepped on the scale and it was kind to me (didn't move--which means tomorrow it will. ) so ONWARD!!!!
    Thank you all for being nice I needed that!
  • It's all perspective.

    Fight with SH (stupid husband) + some alcohol could = really fun make up sex!
  • ah....the rub there (no pun intended) was that AFTER the fight, SH LEFT THE HOUSE. So by the time we made up it was over the phone (him on the cell and me on the house phone) and today the kids are here. So none of that (cuz he's talking going fishing again tonight). Tis the life of a fisherman's wife.