TEN POUNDS!
Let me tell you...try holding up a 10lb bag of potatoes and see how heavy that sucker is. That is what I am no longer having to carry around on my back, legs, neck, feet, and stomach. It feels really great to meet this first goal because it certainly tells me that I can now accomplish it all. 10...down...20 more to go. I am a third of the way there.
The reward that I promised to both myself and to Jim and the kids was that when I hit 10lbs we could go out to dinner at one of our favorite places Red Robin. As I have not been the only thing to be getting leaner and leaner around here, going out to dinner was not an extra expense that we would take lightly. So my family (in their desperation to eat out) was finally giving me some support to achieve my first goal.
Last night we had our big trip to Red Robin and everything was delicious as always. I had my favorite meal...the grilled Turkey Burger with a side salad instead of the fries. (I will admit to picking some fries off of John's plate, because darn....I deserved it!) We love going there because in addition to the great food, it is a wonderful atmosphere for children. They can be loud and act like the animals that they are without really anyone noticing. It is great. I don't have to sit with a knot in my stomach the whole time fearing that they are going to make an inappropriate farting noise, bird call, or something equally embarassing. Red Robin is like the typical place that has the clapping obnoxious birthday calls from staff. However, they are a little different in that a staff member YELLS throughout the whole restaurant the reason that the celebrating party is there and mentions the people by name. "Attention everyone, Alex is here for his 7th birthday!" "Laurie is here celebrating a baby shower!" "Bart is here celebrating his retirement!" You get the picture. Then everyone claps and yells good wishes.
Anyway, my loving and always supportive husband asked me if he could tell the staff that we were there to celebrate my 10lb weight loss so that they could yell it to the whole restaurant and have everyone clap and yell for me. I told him, "Sure....just let me know the address to forward the divorce papers to." He is still laughing about it today (hysterically I might add...anyone that has really heard Jim laugh knows what I am talking about). He feels that he truly missed a great opportunity last night in keeping our celebration purpose a secret from the red shirted clapping yellers. Now he wants to know where he gets to go when I lose 20lbs.
