Lisaberry
Silver Member
I'd been looking forward to last Saturday for aaaages! Hubs was away on business on valentines so we decided to go for a rare night away, just the 2 of us. He was in charge of booking a restaurant - I didn't mind where as long as it was cozy and romantic.
So we get to Reading on Saturday- he decides he wants watch the footie so 'let's' me go over to the shops.
When I got back I ended up having 2 archers and lemonade as felt rubbish that we'd so far spent our romantic weekend apart - first downfall
Then we go out for dinner and turns out we were going to Jamie's Italian...some really busy (not cosy and romantic) chain so order a carbonara as felt disappointed - second downfall.
Then, as dinner turns up. Hubs tells me he feels ill and wants to leave so I have to gobble dinner and go back to hotel.
He goes to bed and leaves me to sit on the tiny chair by the bed to watch telly all night (it was 8pm) so I end up goingvto the vending machine and buying 2 bars of choc - 3rd downfall.
Next morning I have to go for brekkie on my own and end up having toast and yogurt (not fat free) with granola - 4th downfall.
Now, as usual he has been away all week and I haven't been able to stop eating biscuits and junk.
I feel rubbish, can't believe one little thing gas escalated into a massive load of unnecessay eating.
Think I'm more upset about all the rubbish I've eaten than the ruined night lol!
Why do we have to turn to food??? Why??? What a waste - I would have been up for a shiny tonight if I'd been a good girl :-(
Ok, it's out my system now, time to move on!
Thanks for listening lOl!
So we get to Reading on Saturday- he decides he wants watch the footie so 'let's' me go over to the shops.
When I got back I ended up having 2 archers and lemonade as felt rubbish that we'd so far spent our romantic weekend apart - first downfall
Then we go out for dinner and turns out we were going to Jamie's Italian...some really busy (not cosy and romantic) chain so order a carbonara as felt disappointed - second downfall.
Then, as dinner turns up. Hubs tells me he feels ill and wants to leave so I have to gobble dinner and go back to hotel.
He goes to bed and leaves me to sit on the tiny chair by the bed to watch telly all night (it was 8pm) so I end up goingvto the vending machine and buying 2 bars of choc - 3rd downfall.
Next morning I have to go for brekkie on my own and end up having toast and yogurt (not fat free) with granola - 4th downfall.
Now, as usual he has been away all week and I haven't been able to stop eating biscuits and junk.
I feel rubbish, can't believe one little thing gas escalated into a massive load of unnecessay eating.
Think I'm more upset about all the rubbish I've eaten than the ruined night lol!
Why do we have to turn to food??? Why??? What a waste - I would have been up for a shiny tonight if I'd been a good girl :-(
Ok, it's out my system now, time to move on!
Thanks for listening lOl!