My partner, Michael, is pretty much obliged to have Thanksgiving dinner with his family, today. He's getting ready to leave as I write this, so I won't be spending the day with the person with whom I most want to be. For several years, now, my friend Ruthi has invited me to spend Thanksgiving with her family. Last year, when I was on my way down the first time, and weighed just about what I weigh now, I did what a good Atkineer is supposed to do. I brought along mashed caulliflower, homemade (with Splenda) cranberry sauce, some brie, and a wonderful (if I do say so myself!) Splenda sweetened New York style cheesecake.
Of course, when Ruthi learned that Michael and I couldn't share the day, she invited me again, this year. Now, I know I should have just done the same sorts of things, again, but, I'll be honest, I just didn't feel up to facing the temptation of all the illegal stuff that would be there. I know I'm stronger than the stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, and the various desserts, but I just wasn't up to fighting them. So, I've chosen to be a coward and stay home, alone.
Am I depressed? Do I feel deprived? Nope! I'll call all my family members today and have a fun time talking to each of them. I've got four straight days of not having to go to work, and Michael will be back home tonight. The two of us will do something especially nice for dinner tomorrow. (I always make an Atkins legal meal and supplement with an additional, more carb laden, item for him.)
So, I'm happy, and I feel blessed this holiday. Although I hope none of you choose my coward's way, I sincerely DO hope that all of you wonderful folks have a fantastic, blessed -- and legal! -- Thanksgiving.
Of course, when Ruthi learned that Michael and I couldn't share the day, she invited me again, this year. Now, I know I should have just done the same sorts of things, again, but, I'll be honest, I just didn't feel up to facing the temptation of all the illegal stuff that would be there. I know I'm stronger than the stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, and the various desserts, but I just wasn't up to fighting them. So, I've chosen to be a coward and stay home, alone.
Am I depressed? Do I feel deprived? Nope! I'll call all my family members today and have a fun time talking to each of them. I've got four straight days of not having to go to work, and Michael will be back home tonight. The two of us will do something especially nice for dinner tomorrow. (I always make an Atkins legal meal and supplement with an additional, more carb laden, item for him.)
So, I'm happy, and I feel blessed this holiday. Although I hope none of you choose my coward's way, I sincerely DO hope that all of you wonderful folks have a fantastic, blessed -- and legal! -- Thanksgiving.


Happy Thanksgiving you two!


Found the slippery slope: March/April 2006
Completely fell off wagon: August 2006


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