Uh, you can't eat that.
I love helpers. I really do. I love when my children want to help me prepare dinner. I love when someone holds the door for me when my hands are full or they notice that I'm trying to get my distracted child to not run in front of a vehicle or into a door. I love when my lovely Mister realizes his wife is on the edge and decides to make dinner. It's important to have people in life who can help you through. I really love when people monitor my diet and tell me what I can and can't have to eat. No wait, that last part I don't love. I don't like it. Hell, it makes me want to drop kick puppies. Well maybe not that but pretty close. This is a reason why I don't really tell people that I'm dieting. I'll discuss MFP with friends or coworkers but I've yet to say "I'm dieting/on a diet".
Being on a diet is a singular action. It is awesome to have support from friends and family but I need to do this diet alone. The Mister and I were planning a date for this past Friday night and wanted to grab dinner so we could just hang out and chat. I was discussing this with a group of women and someone piped up "oh, that won't be fun at all. You can't even eat out." I asked what she meant and she said "It's not like you can have anything at a restaurant You're dieting aren't you?" I had to explain that yes, I am trying to get healthier. I hate the wording of "I'm on a diet" and getting healthier is so much more than that. I then explained that I can HAVE what ever I please, I just have to follow my calories and plan my day out. If I'm going to dinner out then I try to plan my lunch and breakfast to be light. I also make sure to drink plenty of water and eat a light snack before leaving for dinner, that way I'm not famished when it comes time to eat dinner. This explanation was received as well as if I had explained it in Latin. It did not compute.
I had a Nurses meeting at work this week and in true fashion it was catered with Panera Pastries, juice and coffee. I come prepared daily to work with my breakfast to eat at my desk. So I happily ate my Cream of Wheat(I still feel like I'm 6 every time I eat it) and listened to the spiel. I didn't even notice the danishes. But after the meeting one of my coworkers said "aw, you couldn't even have a pastry. I bet that was awful." There was a ton of pity in her comment and clearly she didn't realize how annoying it was. I told her that I could have a pastry but I already had my lunch and dinner planned for the day and that would put me too close to my numbers and I'd have to worry about making my snacks just perfect. I don't like pushing my numbers so close unless it's something that I'm really wanting. Sweets are not typically my splurge type foods. She said she didn't understand the concept of dieting if you're just "going to eat what ever you want". I just responded with an "okay" because we were going nowhere. Some battles aren't worth fighting.
I made The Mister his Wings and Home Fries for The Super Bowl today. He hinted a few times that he would love Wings and Fries(they are pretty popular among the villagers) but would't straight out ask me to make them. I asked if he would like these and he hemmed and hawed about it and said "I mean, only if you want to make them". He feels like he sabotages my diet because he really likes good food, except he doesn't really gain weight and when he considers losing weight he will drop 10 pounds at just the thought. After last weeks bit of a gain I think he was afraid to say he wanted to eat anything that wasn't celery. I made them and made some quac and cheese dip as well. I had the real deal tortilla chips for him and the kids and I always have some baked tortillas for salads and taco night. I wasn't having them but I turned around, when there was all of this food and plenty of chips and he is munching on the baked chips. I gave him the side eye and it fell out of my mouth "you can't have that". My very cute Mister got a very cute grin on his face and said "hey, I thought that was an unapproved phrase".
The girl who eats crow~