It held me over until early afternoon where I had a steaming hot bowl of split pea with ham soup.
This also was great and I was feeling good until - dun dun dun (ominous music sounds). We had a playdate with one of Ryan's friends and he drove me to the very brink of insanity. Thank god there isn't a McDonald's that delivers because I would have really been in trouble! Emotional eating is a big problem for me. I know it and can feel when it's happening but as yet haven't mustered up the courage to stop myself from binging (sp?) when I'm upset. He was here for 2 and half hours and I really did some damage. Leftover mashed potatoes, chocolate, mixed nuts. Random things that I could quickly shove in my mouth to assuage the emotional battle I was feeling in my chest.
Oh how I love these....
As a result, I'm not feeling all that hungry for dinner and will probably not eat again until the morning, at which time I will pick myself up, dust myself off, and start with a clean slate. Whew. I sure am glad I didn't make any resolutions. They would have already been out the window!
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Me too. The eating thing and the pot of gold thing. Yummers.
I hate rancid playdates. Good thing it was only 2.5 hours. I had a playdate that was supposed to be 3 hours (1-4) and they were still here at 6:30 destroying my once house tour clean home. AND free range eating out of my fridge and pantry WITH their mother's permission (she was here too). I love her to pieces but... but.... but... what can I say? That was yesterday.
Rancid playdate. Wow! That so perfectly describes it! Sorry to hear that you experienced that, friend. How did you keep it together once the 3 hour mark went by?! My hat is off to you on that score!
Ugh. Emotional eating. It feels like the only option at the time and then later the guilt associated with it is almost overwhelming.
Thanks for coming by now that I've dusted off this blog and am getting serious about tracking my eating habits!
I didn't fare so well. I made my husband come home and then I made him take us out to dinner after. I cried when they left. My house was TRASHED.
I just, well, they have a tiny tiny house and it is likely that my very big house was overwhelming.
Also, all play dates for a while will be somewhere other than my house. OR I WILL GO INSANE.
I am glad to see your food blog up.
How did you cook that egg? It looks delicious and all I can do is hard boil and scramble.
Well, I'm glad your husband is sweet enough to do what's necessary to make you feel better! You've got a good idea about holding the playdates elsewhere for a while! It makes me wonder what the mom is thinking while the kids are blowing things up.
TO cook the egg, I just melted a tsp of butter in a small skillet and let the pan get warm on a medium high setting (6 or 7) and then cooked the egg on both sides. I don't like a runny yolk so I let it cook until it's done.
Hey, I have had that soup and I can tell you it is GOOD! I am picky and you know I was scared when I saw it come out of the fridge but mmmm mmmm mmmm--it was yummy.
Sorry you had a "rancid playdate" (ha ha mama p. that's a great name!) I totally hear you on the emotional eating thing. I am still working on that myself!
Keep Moving Forward:)
This post is making my stomach growl. I have all the stuff to make pea soup with sausage and I should have made it today! Instead i napped! :)
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