Today has been a massive failure of gargantuan proportions. It all started off so well, we had weight watchers bacon (you know the type with all the fat cut off) and fried (in fry-lite) eggs for breakfast. Slimming World friendly. Then…… I began my tasks for the day.
I had to go to the retail park to buy Haribo as I was making funeral favours to take down South with us tomorrow. James’ cousin was a HUGE sweet lover so I thought it would be nice to have these at the wake.
I determined that it would just be a quick outing so I would not take the Bugaboo Donkey as it’s not as quick to assemble from the back of our Toyota Yaris as the micralite superlite. So, I figured I would just wear Eden in the baby björn.
I had just been to fill up the car with petrol before our long drive tomorrow and when I arrived at the till at Poundland I realised I had left my bank card with the hubster, not before I’d emptied the entire contents of my handbag on the counter (twice). So, I bought what I could with the pound coins in the car I keep for parking, then left to get my bank card back from James. After, a big rant and then some laughs at myself I returned back to the retail park and purchased the rest of the sweets I needed, and also bought some clothes for Judah and Eden from Next and Mamas & Papas! I have a severe shopping problem when it comes to the children so I need to be restrained. However, having to push a stroller and wear a baby did not deter this avid shopper. I will post pics of the children in my purchases on Wednesday for the funeral.
I decided it had been a stressful morning and therefore Judah and I deserved a quick lunch (before I had to get on) *fail number 1*
We went through the Macdonald’s drive thru and I had a plain (no lettuce or mayo) chicken legend meal – large *ahem* (hangs head) with a coke *sigh*. Judah had a chicken nugget Happy Meal. (See my post on Fast Food Mommy)
At this point, aside from failing my own challenge to avoid these food short cuts, especially for Judah, I reasoned that this wasn’t too bad a failure. I had weighed myself again in the morning (after breakfast) and had lost weight AGAIN somehow (134.4kg’s). We arrived home, munched our lunch and then I cracked on making the favours.
The baby ate it, not me!
I managed to resist any and all sweets whilst making the favours, Judah munched some though. Then proceeded with some housework, collected the mister from work and then took him out for dinner *fail number 2*. I thought if we just had the Macdonald’s slip up at lunch and I had a healthy dinner it wouldn’t be too bad…. However, we ended up at Frankie & Benny’s (wouldn’t blame you if you never read my blog again).
I had potato skins with BBQ chicken & sweetcorn to start, some of Judah’s cheesy garlic bread & the chicken parmigiana for my main. Two glasses of Pepsi. *sad face*
I enjoyed my food but writing it down in this post now makes me feel sad, I failed big time. Tomorrow I will begin again. The scales will probably show my failure when I weigh myself tomorrow morning.
This face makes me feel better though….
Judah enjoying his Spaghetti
In the words of Scarlet O’Hara ‘after all, tomorrow is another day’