I LOVE bruschetta. Although now that really should read LOVED. The thoughts that went through my mind last night?:
'I'll have half the bruchetta and then my big green salad'
'I'll have half of dad's pizza and no bruschetta and my big green salad'
'I'll have both and if I have the dessert too then thats ok, ONE DAY WON'T HURT ME!' (GAAAH! I despair at myself lol)
SO - I took myself out of the situation, went upstairs, washed my face and repeated to myself 'I want to be raw' about 100 times. Sounds stupid but I ACTUALLY did this lol. I then came back down the stairs and proceeded to grate some carrot which I had wrapped in some baby gem lettuce leaves and humous with some raw tenderstem broccolli as crudite. I sat there and ate my salad (I couldn't actually finish it) and watched my family chow down on the plethera of cooked food. It really was a touch and go situation, to the point where I even had a bite of my dad's pizza. I poured myself some chilled water in a wine glass to avoid the temptation of a cold glass of white. We sat down to watch a film and I had a couple of teaspoonfuls of my dad's dessert (cheesecake).
All in all though, I am pleased with today. It could've gone soooooo horribly wrong. At one point I was totally sure I was going to have a cooked dinner and today I am so glad I didn't. Today's started really well but I'll leave that for the next entry.
Started re-reading this for inspiration and affirmation:






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