Herself: Store, books, took disc home, ate, store, books, home to stick pictures online. Meatloaf, broccoli, and salad for dinner.
I can still get in to most of my clothes. Only the pants are beyond tight.
I’m once again eating too much fat. For lunch yesterday, I ate twice the chicken salad I should have. Dinner: Meatloaf, broccoli, and salad are good things to eat, I just have the proportions all wrong. My biggest problem is desert. Chocolate especially, and donuts come in a good second. Gosh, once I quit smoking, there was this wonderful, high fat, high sugar world just waiting out there for me. Did I mention whipped cream.
The only reason I lost weight on that last cruise was that I was sick all eight days. Food allergies are wonderful leveling experiences.
So I’m going to have a grand time at the convention. I still remember exactly what I had last year at the ice cream social….a chocolate fudge Sunday with extra whipped cream, three bad amateur comedians, and one really good professional comedian. Meals, we will eat most at the hotel but no banquets this year. I don’t have to eat everything I see. I’ll keep telling myself that I don’t have to clean my plate for the starving children in China, in India, in Pakistan, in Bangladesh, in Mexico…..
What did your mother say to get you to eat all your food?