Aye-yai-yai. WTF? I’ve been doing 6WBMO pretty darn faithfully for the past 2 weeks, and only 6 lbs. lost?! My friend’s wedding is May 23. MAY 23RD!
And so, my sister and mom are coming over tonight to see what I look like in my pretty, ill-fitting bridesmaid dress (the fat one, the back-up dress). But mom and I have already made a date to look for a REAL back-up dress in The City on Sunday. But I’m still keeping my alteration appt. on Monday.
Maybe a miracle will occur in the next 6 days.
Mother’s Day. Saturday, we cleaned out PIL’s gutters and landscaped, although they initially wanted us to only landscape. I had the bright idea to attend to the gutters, and it was a darn good thing, too.
They got the “new” gutters in 2002. They’ve NEVER CLEANED THEM OUT ONCE. The downspouts were clogged with leaves, and there were about 4 inches of water in each one. Which of course, the weight caused them to sag and pull away from the roof. The whole time I’m cleaning out the gutters, FIL is ragging on me: “That’s not a safe ladder!” Uh, excuse me, why would you have an UN-SAFE ladder in your possession, then? “Use this ladder, it’s a lot safer.” Oh, you mean the rickety wooden one that looks like you’ve had it out in the rain for 20 years? No thanks, I think I’ll stick to the “unsafe” metal one and take my chances.
Went for a bike ride last night and it was awesome. Made pretty good time. We’re definitely doing the MKT trail ride this year. Yay!
Pitfalls avoided: ILs’ fat-food palace.
Succumbed to: My aunt’s lunch on Sunday. Fried catfish (2 small pieces) and hush puppies (1), tartar sauce (2 tsp.), baked beans (1/8 C.), deviled eggs (2 halves), green olives (2), cashews (1/4 cup), and inch-long deer sausage pieces (4-5), 1/2 C. ramen noodle salad. THAT wouldn’t have been nearly as bad, but then I had: peanut butter pie (1 inch sliver), 3 pieces of sugared pecans, and pecan pie (3 inch sliver, but no sugar added– just corn syrup, which is bad enough).
In my defense I did NOT have: Seconds on the hush puppies & catfish (even though they had a ton left); beer or soda.
UPCOMING PITFALL: It’s a MAJOR one, and I don’t know what I’ll do yet. My friend’s “bachelorette” outing on Saturday. We’re supposed to go to wineries, and eat cheese, sausage, dried fruit, etc., and I just don’t wanna. I mean I DO WANNA, but I’ll feel incredibly guilty and horrible. Just horrible, if I eat and drink like they do.
I’ll have to figure something out this week.
Posted on May 13th, 2008 by nike
Filed under: in-laws
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