that is this weekend.
I'm seriously fighting to stop the "it's my last weekend before my big mega-strict meal plan starts, better get in all the pizza, wine, peanut butter cups, Mars bars, cookies, and other similar crap that I can" mentaility. It's slowly creeping in. Like Stephen King's "The Mist" only instead of the Mist containing a supernatural flesh eating monster, it's filled with fat and empty calories. Don't even know where that one came from.....
So tomorrow is the big party at our house. Probably about 20-25 people coming over and what are they bringing with them? Food and booze. Sigh. See why I'm fighting off the last weekend binge mentality?? I can see why I wanted to throw a party (love being the hostess!) but why did I have to throw a Potluck in there too? Why did I encourage each guest to make their favorite, super yummy homemade dish and bring it with them to MY house? My house that will be overthrown with leftovers and the unbelievable remnants of a massive party Sunday morning. The same Sunday morning that I have to get up at 8:30 and drive my hubby to the airport where he will inevitably board a plane that will take him thousands and thousands of miles away from me for two whole weeks. Still following me? This also falls on the same Sunday morning that my friends and I decided it would be a great idea to go out for hangover bacon and eggs and french toast and pancakes and all those awful/wonderful things that make being hungover SO much better. Why can't all you ladies come to the party and bring your own favorite low point, low fat, low calories, super yummy homemade dish and we can all make good decisions and count our points together and talk about how great it feels to stay OP even during this rocking party? Can you come? All of you? I can give you a lift back to the airport on Sunday morning when I have to say goodbye to my husband for two whole weeks. I'm going to the aiport anyway so you won't be imposing. :)
That pretty much wraps up my weekend. Sunday afternoon will be filled with pining after my husband (did I mention he's leaving for Kansas for two whole weeks?) and also hours upon hours of preperation for my upcoming week on the new meal plan. I figure if I cook up all my lunch/dinner portions before hand...how can I say no? It's right there..in front of me. It's called setting myself up for success and I'm doing it. All afternoon Sunday. Without my husband...who is going away for two whole weeks.
Bring on the reassuring comments ladies...apparently I need them.