Well, I awoke in a mood this morning. I'm feeling rather peckish, and there is no reason for it. Hubby is blissfully sleeping (as I should be), and I've started the vegetable chopping for the hearty vegetable soup I'll be bringing to the Christmas feast. There will be lots of yummy, not-on-my-diet things to tempt me this evening, but I'm sticking to my diet. If nothing else is available, I know I can at least enjoy this vegetable soup. So, my plan is in place and I'm working it.
We had another Christmas gathering to attend yesterday. It was at a fabulous restaurant ...
Restaurants, at Christmastime, go all-out. -- sigh -- And the host knows the restaurant owner, and so you can imagine the table of food that was comped. The kitchen sent over all sorts of fabulous things to nibble on, and even tossed in some wine !!
It was just incredible-looking. But, I was good. I had a portabello mushroom sandwich, minus the cheese, with a side of roasted new potatoes, naked, and no dessert. I drank water, and had one diet coke. I enjoyed the company and had a great time! Hubby even got in on the act, and ordered a tuna burger! I was impressed.
I passed on the appetizers, but it was hard. A cheesy, mayonnaise artichoke concoction called out to me in particular, to no avail. I watched everyone else going to town on it though. It looked soooooo good! No pity parties here. I've had more than my fill in years' past, or I'd not be 243 today. It isn't such a sacrifice to pass on some of the less healthy things this one year. It is the price I pay for overindulging over many, many years.
Today, I have a taste for Carrabbas' Chicken Bryan - the dish was custom made for my tastebuds. It is like the perfect food to me. If we can have only one dish in Heaven, this would be mine. Maybe that is why I am peckish this morning. I want what I can't have, and today (Christmas Eve), I'm irritated with myself. I make a fabulous vegetable soup, but it is no Chicken Bryan. And, of all days, why get a craving TODAY? Grrrrrrrrrr ...
This too shall pass, but if I just learned to say no more often, years ago, perhaps I'd be able to enjoy a little taste of CB today. So, whose fault it this? MINE. Can't even enjoy my favorite food on Christmas Eve Day ... wah, wah, wah ... I know, whiny baby that I am today. But, no pity parties here! I'm filling the house with the wonderful scent of a healthy soup, and have Christmas music playing in the background. Hubby should be up soon, and I have to starting packing up the Christmas presents for the kids, so there'll be lots of distractions from this rich food craving I'm having.
Time to read up on what those who are around are posting out in Blogville today. Happy Christmas Eve!!