go me :)

The scale this morning: 145 lbs. Yay! :) And you know what? I'm not afraid of Christmas. I will only stay at my parents' house for about 24 hours, after all. Whatever I eat during that time isn't going to destroy me.;) And I am way too happy with my new eating habits (and the results!) to just abandon them on a whim. I am pretty confident I can 'stray' from them every once in a while, for a special occasion, and then easily come back. It's happened a few times already. Luckily enough, I don't seem to have a neurotic relationship with food. I feel no guilt, no regret, no intense cravings for whatever isn't good for me (as long as someone doesn't place it on the table in front of me, of course ;P). No urge to overeat, either - however wonderful something tastes. When I'm full, and there's still food on the plate, I cover it up and save it for later. I find it a very practical approach, especially since I started cooking on a regular basis; the less I eat at any given time, the longer the dish will last. So it's a win-win situation.:D

Anyway... gotta go now, but might make another post later tonight, if time allows.:)

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I watched Alatriste again. I think this horrid porn-mustache is growing on me.:D



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