so much for MY lazy weekend.
Left the house at 8:30. Didnt get back til almost 1.
Got to the mall around nine and walked for 50 minutes. Got a quick breakfast (which I always eat too fast), and then went to the technique class.
The topic was souffles, something Ive always feared cause of the whole yolk tempering. Ive a similar fear of making custard from scratch for the same reason.
But Rose, the instructor who also did the soup class, did a good job of showing us the proper technique. So Im not as afraid of it anymore.
She made two souffles, but the class went an extra 40 minutes as a result. I figured Adrian was entertaining himself, so I stayed.
After class, I called Adrian and described two of the souffles. He said to go get the stuff for them, so off to Whole Foods I went.
Came home to find Adrian doing just fine watching The Two Towers. After he finished the first disc, he took a break to play Luxor, and then suggested we go out.
We ended up at Southlands. On the way there, I was bemoaning I didnt have a springy enough outfit for Andrew's graduation. I was also bemoaning the fact that my size 22 jeans were getting too big. I mean, when you can pull them up and down without undoing the zipper and button, your pants are too big.
So we went into CJ Banks, and Adrian grabbed me two sets of 20s: a set of jeans and a set of khakis. I didnt figure theyd fit, but I figured Id try.
They fit. Oh, happy day.
So then it was off to find a top. After a few failures, I found a navy one that was dressy enough that went nice with the khakis. Problem solved for Andrew's graduation ... except for a belt, shoes, and purse.
I went into Journeys and found an ADORABLE pair of shoes for $40, but Adrian suggested getting that stuff closer to the time ... in case my feet or waist shrink some more. So Ill wait until early May to sort that. Its not like Im leaving tomorrow. But those shoes were SO cute.
Next, we went for a snack. We split an apricot jam and cream cheese crepe ... which means I got five bites and Adrian the rest. It wasnt an even distribution, but it was what my stomach can handle. Im getting better at judging when is enough (finally).
We came home and watched Disc 2 of The Two Towers and had a snack of cheese and cracker and hot drinks. Im so full, I dont even think Im going to make the souffles we were planning to have for dinner til tomorrow. I think about all I could handle the rest of the day is some leftover pea soup from the other day.
Adrian suggested going out again, but theres laundry to do, and it was after 6 by then so not much save restaurants and bars are open, and we have agreed to only go out once a month. So we went upstairs to do laundry when ...
... Adrian had me go through my clothes. I have more stuff than I realize. I have stuff Ive never even WORN. And yet, I go around in the same ragged 2x shirts day in and day out. Adrian hung up my clothes that were spilled all over the place and helped me organize the folded stuff. I still have some 24s that are probably too big to go through tomorrow.
The best part? I threw away my las 26/28 ... a huge, stained with bleach shirt that Ive had for ... ages. My 4X, my favorite shirt from 'the old days' went in the to donate pile ... did I mention the to donate pile files two black trashbags? And this is the third round of donations since my bypass?
I only have a pair of 22/24s left -- two pairs of pants that suprisingly still fit -- left save those 24s I need to go through, and I have a feeling they will be going to the donate pile tomorrow. Ill need to start a third bag.
And the thing is, Im still not satisfied with it all cause Im not at my goal -- now somewhere between 145 (slightly overweight) and 130 (healthy weight) ... although surgeries will take a few pounds off, so maybe the low end is more 135. Thats still 50 something pounds I need to walk off ... literally.
But if you think about it ... Ive lost about 140 pounds. Whats 50 more? It will be hard, but Ive got determination. That damn pedometer is a huge motivator.
And Ive got achievement, not pride. Adrian says pride isnt in my make up, and hes probably right. But if I ever do have pride, it will be when I get on the scale and it reads 130 and STAYS there.
Anyway, Ive rambled long enough ... I mean, Im forcing Adrian to play more Luxor while writing this. Whats wrong with me?