04/09/2008 10:43
Eating Out
I should never have let my mother convince me to eat out last night. She practically pleaded with me, begged me, offered to pay for the whole thing. In the end she convinced me and we went. How dysfunctional is it that we sat eating our fries and talking about how we were going to lose weight? The good news is that I only ordered and appetizer and no drink or dessert. Too much salt, too much fat but the portion was at least small and for the first time, I didn't even finish it. A small success at that. It's just so much easier when I eat at home and have control over exactly what I'm eating and how it's made.
I had my neice and nephew for the evening a few days ago and when my neice insisted on squishing into a recliner with me she looked up at me and said "You're comfy" I figure that goes right along with soft and squishy!