The Morning After
Umm ... You know how supposedly sex is the most wanted 'gift' by men for Valentine's Day? Mother nature came calling at my house the day before. I know I am not alone in this because I read too many blogs yesterday with this mentioned somewhere along the way. Mother Nature has a very un-funny sense of humour at times doesn't she? So I am betting that a great number of men did not get what they most wanted for Valentine's Day in one way or another. Ha!
***** Steve did ask me if I wanted to have the flowers tomorrow. He was thinking pink tulips. The thought means so much more than the flowers themselves. No, I don't need the flowers now. Thak you for wanting to give them to me.
***** Yesterday, since the arrival of Mother Nature I have been wanting to eat the house down. Did not matter what and still doesn't matter. I want to shove food into my mouth. I lost the battle with my willpower last night. Steve and I shared a bottle of wine with our dinner. It made me tipsy. Not drunk. Just tipsy. It took the edge off of my mood. It made the craving disappear. It made my mood light and fun. I have no idea the carb count. I don't really care at this moment. It was fun while it lasted. I hope to do better today. But yesterday - OMG. I was coming apart at the seams. Everyone was home due to the ice. Everyone had been home the day before with the promise of everyone also being home the following day. The noise and the irritability especially in Gracie, the restlessness, the PMS-ing, it all began to close in me. I could have easily gone insane late yesterday afternoon and went running off down the ice covered roads screaming like a mad woman. Instead we drank the wine. It was good. Today I climb back in saddle and try to hold the reins on the willpower. Wish me luck.
Sounds like you didn't lose your willpower, it sounds like you saved your sanity! On nights like those I think sometimes you just do what you need to do.
I'm sure this is a sign of aging but hubby and I will be married 20 years this year and I've chalked Valentine's Day up to being just a Hallmark holiday so we stopped exchanging gifts.
However, I was awoken in the morning with a "Happy Valentine's Day, time to get up!" And when he left for work, I got a "Happy Valentine's Day, my valentine!"
Words more precious than any gift I could have received!
Aw, I'm glad you cut loose a little. Sounds like fun.
You gotta take those breaks every now and then and reward yourself a time or two. Just as long as you get right back on track, which it sounds like you are!
Damn Mother Nature. She sure is a biotch.
Good Luck!
Sometimes, we just need the wine (or coffee or brownie in my case). Whether it is that time of the month or God sucks something stinky our way (you know what I mean in my case). I just ate some m&m's.
I'm with Catherine. You saved yourself and that's a good thing!
Uh...TMI coming...my bowels were very angry with me all day so my DH did not get what most men want either..even after the accidental dozen roses. He *did* get some attention...(and I'll just let all your minds wander on that one) but Aunt Flo had just left town and just when I thought we'd be "in the clear" for some Valentine's Day Bootie...my body clearly had other plans.
I wish I could say just once that I got "tipsy" on wine. I feel so unrefined getting "buzzed" on beer but I've probably tried 15 different wines in the last 2 years and I don't like ANY wine so I'm glad you had a nice dinner with wine. That sound so much better than "hubby and I had a nice dinner with a 6 pack." Sheesh.
Get back on the wagon today..one day won't hurt you especially since you were saving yourself...
As I have told my friends: sometimes, you just HAVE to. Don't feel guilty, don't try to "make up for it" by going into the negative carbs and calorie wise. Just remind yourself that "It was necessary at the time" - and leave it at that.
I have found, quite recently, that the less power I allow food to have, the less guilt and panic I experience as a result of 'hitting this side of perfection'.
I am pleased that you and your husband were able to hang out and split a bottle of wine. I hope that it tasted great.
Give Mother Nature what she wants and she'll leave you alone. She wanted wine last night. I think you did the right thing ;-)