I didn’t write a blog entry yesterday and I’m just now getting over the guilt. My goal is to write every weekday so I keep my weight loss efforts in the front of my brain.
No big reason I didn’t write yesterday. My sister called me at the time I normally write and we chatted over an hour. After I got home and tried to eat dinner, I tried to come up with a topic, but my mind was empty. I figured you didn’t want to hear about how my dinner didn’t stay down. I think 3-day old pulled pork isn’t quite soft enough for a third meal. I ended up with pistachios and they stayed down fine. I’ve gotten better at eating at restaurants. I take small bites and set down the fork in between. Still, I’ll occasionally get stuck and have to fast-walk to the restroom. One time, when I thought I was alone, I took care of the stuck stuff and cleaned up. A woman in another stall looked at me all concerned when she came out and asked if I was bulimic. I assured her I wasn’t and explained how the band lets food get stuck sometimes, but I don’t think she believed me.
The upshot of my sister’s phone call is that she and my mom don’t want to brave the Thanksgiving traffic, so they’re staying home and dining with our aunt. That leaves me and the daughter free. Haven’t decided if I’m going to cook a small turkey, cook something else, or just go out to a fancy place for dinner. We did some serious cleaning last night and can actually see the entire dining room table for the first time in years. The daughter even put on a new tablecloth (a plastic one from Walmart) and trimmed it to fit. We bought new red place settings from Target and this year we were going to finally coordinate. Oh well, it’s nice to have a clean table. Plus it gives our cats a new perch from which to stalk the parakeets and canary.
My eating has been great these past few days, except for the stuck episode last night. I accidentally bought the full-fat Greek yogurt—the packages look so similar, and I thought it tasted a bit rich—but that seemed to pose no problem because I’m down another 1.8 pounds, for a total loss of 86.9. That seems to be my pattern—stay the same weight for a few days, then drop 1.8.
I’ll take it!
See you tomorrow.