Cheating or not?

My beautiful famous Aunt making another delicious meal!


My birthday was the seventh of November. I have to say I am thankful because I am particularly loved. I get to celebrate my birthday for a full week or sometimes two. Things get pretty mushy around the holidays too so people want to see me and spend time with me. It is a delightful time full of merriment, love and affection. Oh, and also it is a time filled with food and booze.

I have talked before about the definition of a special occasion. I considered it a pass to eat and drink to my heart’s content. My friend’s wedding was a real eye opener. I had sushi, potatoes and martinis. Oh my! I gained FIVE POUNDS! I was not doing that again. So I knew when my birthday came up I would need to choose which things I would deliberately indulge in. It would be difficult but I was not going to gain weight for my birthday, and I am happy to say I did not!

I would like to share what I did so that you can see what I mean, and maybe pick and choose what is important to you to splurge on. Also, I have read that vocabulary is important. We shouldn’t say cheat they say. That makes sense to me because I really do want to do naughty things. If you say to me, “you can’t have that,” I am going to go eat it. That’s me. I am an idiot but it is who I am. I like the idea of deliberately indulging. I am making a conscious choice to eat something that is not normally on my diet.

For instance, Brad and I went to the Ram the night of my birthday. I ordered a burger and half sweet potato fries, and half garlic fries. Now with my low carb diet I just had to remove the buns and I indulged with the garlic fries but only half. Now these choices are going to get harder as I get skinnier because Weight Watchers will make it so I get less points but this meal was under my points for the day.

Later that weekend my Aunt who is a caterer and just an all around perfect chef made us dinner. It was a skillet lasagna, homemade twist bread and a wonderful olive garden type salad. Normal Danielle would have scarfed down three servings of lasagna, ten pieces of bread and two servings of salad. I had one serving of both the salad and the lasagna, but that bread was where my heart was. I hadn’t had bread that wasn’t filled with seeds and flax in over two months. This was homemade twist bread with butter that was made by Amish farmers or something. I am not kidding when I say it was some of the top five breads of my life. I savored that bread like it was the last bread on earth. My uncle brought out this jalapeño jelly that everyone tried but I was like NOPE!  I just wanted to enjoy the uninterrupted masterpiece that was that bread. I will never forget it. I can still taste it. I didn’t drink wine. I didn’t feel like I was missing out on anything either because that bread made up for everything. By everything I mean every cheeseburger, French fry, free pizza at work, free cake floated under my nose, or piece of candy lay out on the desk in my office. It made up for every sacrifice I had made. That bread was the perfect reason to indulge. I didn’t let go of my rules for some chintzy cheap wonder type bread. I didn’t compromise my weight loss for something that could be picked up at the corner fast food joint. I ate the Taj Mahal of bread.

This was worth my calories, and believe it or not, that week I hit even and felt pretty good about it. Since then I have lost about eight pounds continuing to use my weird combo of Weight Watchers and low carb. My best friend even made the most delicious meat balls with Dreamfields pasta. I choose to eat that for sure. I still lost three pounds this week. I am so proud because I can make good choices, and good choices most of the week means I can now and then have a little bit of luxury.  It is a dream come true, but people, I am telling you, so was that bread. If I had a life without minor indulgences like that loaf…that is not a life worth living.

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