I already said I can’t eat out. Being invited to dinner at a friend’s apartment may be the only thing worse than being invited to a restaurant. I haven’t seen my lovely friend Daniel in weeks and am desperate to catch up but at what cost? When I asked him what was on the menu he said:
- Appetizer: cheese and olives
- Dinner: pasta, meatballs, sausage and peppers
- Dessert: cookies, cupcakes and lemon pound cake
As soon as he got to dessert I screamed, “I can’t eat that!” and he told me I may have to take today off! Take today off? I just took the last 10 days off, hence the 7 pounds I gained while I was away.
I am afraid to go. It’s not like when I went to the Wizards game because (besides being a bit embarrassed) Mike wasn’t offended and Daniel will be if I don’t eat his mother’s home cooking. So I need a game plan. I know I won’t be able to avoid the cheese but I can avoid the wine (I think I had enough bacheloretting this weekend). I can eat the pasta but not the dessert.
I wish I could bring a snack pack but that would just be rude!
Tomorrow, I will be at the gym. And I will be counting points like an accountant. If I don’t – I will never get back here by the time I take off for Mexico.
