Droopy Eyes

What a LONG day!  It was a good day, though.  I'm glad I went on the trip.  Just a recap of my day before I hit the hay!!!!

Went to bed at 11:15 pm.  Lay there tired but unable to fall asleep until after 1:36 am.  It was the last time I took a potty break and looked at the clock.  UGH.  My alarm went off at 4:45 am and my eyes were heavy and burning.  I hit snooze until 5 am, when my husband told me we had to leave in 1 hour.  Oh my!  Thank the Lord for my easy-to-fix, permed hair!  Haha  We were supposed to leave at 6:00 but didn't get gone until 6:20.  My husband was all in a tizzy.  He seriously has nightmares about being late places.  He can't stand it.  And of all people he married ME and then had 4 kids on top of things to further complicate the issue.  :)  

Oh, I had a Lean Pockets breakfast sandwich and a banana in the van at 6:30 am.  I packed a Fiber One bar to have at 10:00 am as we were getting into Harriman because I knew the meal wouldn't be until 1:30 pm.

We got off the Harriman exit this morning and saw my parents' vehicle parked at McDonald's (their every morning stop).  It was funny to think I was right there where they were, but they didn't know it!  We got to the meeting 25 minutes late.  Another couple walked in even later than we did, so we didn't feel so bad.  After all, we had traveled 3 hours to get there!  It was a really good service today!  My daughters got to play their instruments and sing.  I have to admit it's always fun to see people's reactions at what they do because they are young.  

I did amazing at the meal.  I am so proud of myself!  It was a boost of confidence that I could do it!  One look at the food and I seriously knew there was no counting points.  It just wasn't possible.  I'm fixing 2 kid plates and my plate and there's a line of people behind me.  I just put small portions of things I really wanted on my plate.  I remember a serving of chicken pot pie, a chicken wing, a very small amount of thick beef stew, mashed potatoes, a small serving of fried okra that I didn't eat because it was too greasy, a deviled egg, and a tiny slice of sourdough bread with butter.  I did have about 8 green olives, but I also grabbed some cucumber slices and celery sticks to munch on. 

I had to pass the dessert table to get to my kids, but there was this HUGE fruit platter there.  Score!  I fixed myself a full plate of strawberries, kiwi, cantaloupe, honeydew melon, and grapes. There was a fruit dip thee, so I did allow myself a little bit of that.  All the fruit and the dip was so delicious.  I didn't even miss the dessert.

I even drank water instead of a diet drink.

So my husband went with a friend of his to look at a church van.  I took my kids and we headed off to Mom and Dad's.  I called my mom and asked what she was doing.  Yay, they were home!  She never had the least suspicion.  We pulled in their drive and, being goofy, went to their door and started singing Hark the Herald Angels Sing at the top of our lungs.  I'm sure the neighbors were concerned.  LOL  My mom thinks all music is her cell phone ringing.  It's crazy.  We could see her through the window.  She lifted her head and then started digging all in her recliner for her cell phone.  ROFL.  We got tickled.  She never did come to the door!  So we moved to the front window and started singing We Wish You a Merry Christmas.  My dad opened the door.  Boy was he surprised.  :)  He said he told my mom, "Joyce, I don't know who it is, but they have kids!"  Haha

We stayed there for about 3 hours.  Even though I explained we had just ate, I was immediately offered food by Mom.  Then she started offering me fudge leftover from Christmas.  Then she said the kids could have it.  She had ice cream.  She had this and that.  Ahhhhhh.  I stayed strong.  Then my dad started offering me baked sweet potatoes, ice cream, sausages, etc.  It was like being in the devil's lair.  LOL

I didn't eat a thing.  Instead, I enjoyed some coffee and more water.  When it was time to go, Mom started offering to cook.  NO WAY.  I don't have a clue what she would've made, but I guarantee it would've been fried.  I told her we were just gonna stop at Subway.  And that's just what we did.

I am allowed 34 points+ daily right now.  I know for sure that I ate 26 points+ today.  I had 10 weekly points left, too.  I may or may not have went over my points with the potluck meal.  I really have no way of knowing.  But I am just so stinkin' happy with my first week back on plan that I don't care.  I put forth planning, willpower, and effort this week.  This morning the scale was down 1 lb from my last weigh-in.  I don't know what Saturday will show, but I'm trying to just stay focused on working the program.  I normally weigh every day, but a lot of times the numbers start messing with my head.  I struggle with the ups and downs.  When I weighed the other day and was UP 0.5 from weigh-in, I was ticked off.  My first reaction was to eat everything and anything because "this isn't working so I may as well eat anything I want and be fat rather than try and be fat."  But sometimes, the scale DOES lie.  Women especially have lots of hormonal things that effect the scale.  So I put the thoughts behind me and told myself to keep doing right and the scale would eventually reflect it.  It's a hard thing to do, but it's the RIGHT thing to do.  I pray I can stay strong!

Well, I am so beat.  I'm about to go to bed.  Plan to get up on schedule again tomorrow for schooling.  Hope you had a great day, everyone!