179: Day Three @ The Vineyard—A Sickening Thud

Very few phrases conjure the content quite like today's title. And so it was. in all 178 days of resisting-birthday cake, yadda-yadda, this is the night that I went crazy. I had four pieces of corn (well, they were halves, so it was two whole ones) and, yes a PIECE OF PIE with ICE CREAM. Okay, I know I'm allowed a little exception here and there. But with the past few days, I sure have felt wildy out of control. And since this is really all about control, it hasn't felt 100% good. Emily asked me, "how is this different from vacation, you're taking care of the kids, you're shopping..." My answer was, "I'm not going to work, that's how." But of course the other way is that there was not even a semblance of a routine—unless you count Magnolia's naps. But every day we were doing different stuff, and that makes it hard to stay in control, even though I tried to pack as a SoBe friendly a pantry as I could. One very basic element was that tonight, it was less stressful to eat the dessert then to skip it, and up until this moment that had not been so. So I did it.

Breakfast
1 Whole Wheat Bagel
Peanut Butter
Coffee
2 oz 50% Lite Cheddar Jalapeno

Lunch-Snack-Whatever
Salami Pieces
A Hard Boiled Egg
Some Cheese
Lots of Nuts
6 oz. Yogurt Lite Yoplait

Dinner
Hamburger
Bonita (A Fish)
2 Ears Corn
Broccoli
Salad with Feta

Dessert
1 Slice Blueberry Pie
1 Scoop(s) Dulce De Leche (Haagen Dazs)
At least one bite Chocolate Chip Blondie

The other thing to keep in mind is that the days were not properly stacked with meals, leaving me to be somewhat hungrier at dinner than usual. This was a key culprit, yet it is only now, in retrospect that I see how damaging it really was.