Monday, February 23, 2009

How I did I not weigh 800lbs when we were dating?

So WW has been going well.  First week, I was down 3.4 lbs, so woop woop.  This weekend, Hub's dad and his wife were in town to visit the kids.  I asked what they wanted for dinner, and FIL said he just wanted to sit and enjoy the kids, no need to cook and worry about cleaning up, let's just go somewhere and let someone else do that.  Can't argue with that reason.  So we headed over to an italian restaurant that they had never been to.  I  was meeting them there a little later.  The kids were fantastic, and by the time I got there, Hubs had already put in my order, so I only had time to eat a little piece of bread.  Food came and it was yummy.  I throughly enjoyed all 22 points of it.  No salad (didn't want to pop the seal on the epi pen over lettuce) and no dessert, just my yummy pasta dinner.  OH MY BLOAT!  I thought I was just going to explode for the next 3 days.  I almost dug out some maternity pants for our trip to the museum.  It was insane how horrible I felt.  

But this got me thinking.  When Hubs and I were dating, my college town was smack dab in the middle of his territory, so whenever he would blow through town, we would go out to dinner.  And man could we eat.  It was never a quick meal, usually a good 3 hours including an appetizer, salad, entree, dessert and a bottle or two of wine.  Then we would go somewhere and have coffee and chat.  And this was like every 3 days.  Oh it makes my tummy hurt just thinking about it!

So last night I'm chatting with my mom and mention that I was thinking about skipping weigh-in today, but she encouraged me to hop on the scale because I think deep down, she loves to see me fail.  So I took off all of my jewelry and hopped on.  Down .3 lbs.  HA ha, mom!  And I can hear you now, "Well just think about how much you would have lost, blah blah blah."  I don't care.  I'm just glad I can button my pants again!

4 comments:

Knocked Up in Bama said...

Mmm....are you talking Provinos??

Drrooooool....

mommychick said...

Hamilton's was our normal hot spot, but we weren't picky. We hit the ale house pretty hard one night and would take road trips to eat! As long as there was food, I was packing it in!

Knocked Up in Bama said...

Ohhh...Hamilton's....fried green tomatoes...

Dare I say after hours Niffer nights??

mommychick said...

Ooh true. But I normally went there sans Hubs, and I'm a cheap date when I'm paying. Plus I could normally snag some freebies when it was the girls there, so I don't blame them for my pre-wedding weight gain.