Apparently I not only kick and scream regarding my children growing up, but I also have a few fits if you try to change my diet on me. I have already determined that I am beginning a new eating and exercise lifestyle with a couple of friends starting this Thursday! I am super excited about it, but apparently, I wanted to do it my way and not with "outside" (husband) help;-)
Alan decided at the new year to make some big changes to his eating. He has been buying all sorts of things that have less fat, less calories, blah, blah, blah. You get the picture. I am okay with that, but I was not quite there yet.
We were trying to decide what to make for dinner tonight and decided on making sausage with onions and peppers. Alan told me that he is trying not to eat bread, so he would not want anything with bread. I told him that he could get me a roll and do whatever he wanted. He mentioned that if we were having sausage, it would be great to get turkey sausage. I rolled my eyes, but he didn't see me because we were talking on the phone. I think I roll my eyes a lot while I am on the phone;-)
Alan came home with the groceries and I was already self-talking myself into the whole turkey sausage thing and thinking that it was a good idea because I am starting my weight loss program on Thursday. I unpacked the bags and there were NO rolls of any kind. The only way I was talking myself through this was thinking about the yummy roll that would cover the taste of the turkey sausage if I didn't like it. NO rolls, and instead......wheat pitas!!! I started freaking out!! I was going over our whole conversation and Alan said he didn't remember that I said I wanted a roll. If he had heard me say that he would have gotten me a roll. I replied that he had to have heard me because I was talking right into his ear. He found my reaction on the funny side and I told him I needed some time to regroup and get myself together. He thought I was kidding, but I am pretty serious about my bread and it took some time snuggling with Davin to bring myself down once again.
I now have my whole entire head wrapped around my much healthier dinner and how fantastic it will be when I am much thinner in the summer. The best part will be that we are doing it together. Why, oh why, must I kick and scream??
By the way, Alan just came in and asked what I was doing. I told him I would rather not say. He asked if I was blogging about THE ROLL:-) Oh dear!
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I am kicking and screaming also... We had French toast for dinner tonight. How's that for a "new beginning?" Seriously, I did not have any grocery money this past weekend and so I put the romaine hearts back. This week I have grocery money and it's a good thing because I am also starting a new diet and exercise regimen with some friends this Thursday night. I am not sure why I find this so difficult to start on my own.
No, husbands are not always most helpful... But they mean well.
Martha, how funny is it that we are starting on the exact same day and time?? ;-) So glad that we can kick and scream together. You are so right. Those husbands do mean well and Alan certainly found me a bit entertaining this evening.
You girls are so funny. I have a husband who has remained the same weight for all the time I have known him. While he has a big sweet tooth he doesn't LOVE food like me. But he does keep me in line with his constant thinness. Blah, blah, blah. Have fun Thursday!
haha!! Of COURSE you are blogging about the roll. We carb girls need to stick together, Friend! :)
Mo, I had to express all of my inner torture:-)
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