OK, I realize this blog has pretty much turned into the "I'm so freakin' hungry"chronicles. So, instead of apologize for it, I'll continue the trend. You're welcome. Don't worry. We've only got 10 more days of this.
I've been such a loser this weekend. And I don't mean in the pounds and inches department. I mean in the department of I went to the open house for the Draper temple yesterday with Tavis and Niki and her husband. After you walk through the temple they lead you to a church with the best assortment of the BEST cookies I've ever had. I knew yesterday was going to be a bit of a cheat day for me as we've had this planned for a long time and I didn't want to be a party pooper. But instead of eating just one delicious chocolate cookie, I ate three. And instead of eating just one delicious oatmeal/hardly-any-raisins cookie, I ate 3. Did you do the math? That's 6 cookies!!! And to be honest, my stomach felt queasy after. I haven't had that much sugar in two weeks and it hit me hard. (But, um...I'm wondering. Does anyone know what kind of cookies those were and where they got them? Come on, people. I know someone knows.)
So after that we went to Rib City for dinner. Not the one I work at but the one in Sandy. (It's nice to go where the don't all know me because I actually get to enjoy my meal and visit with the people I came with rather than the people I work with that insist on hanging around my table and talk to me. (Whew! Run-on sentence, much?)) So I ordered my ribs and my baked potato and fries and spicy ranch and we had chicken tenders for appetizers and, oh my gosh, they were SO GOOD! I actually only ate all the carbs on my plate. I didn't touch my ribs or the pork that came with it. But the fries, potato, garlic toast? Gone. I've clearly been in carb withdrawals.
Then today for lunch I ate my ribs and pork.
But now I'm back on track. F'rills. Even those Thin Mints are calling my name so loud I can barely hear Harley's "Baby Einsteins" DVD, I'm not going to answer their siren call. They really are going to be my reward when this madness is over.
In case you're wondering if anything else besides this diet is going on in my life...no. There's nothing else.
Now stop judging me.