My friend hosts a potluck on “odd Tuesdays.” this usually means there is one every other week, but sometimes with month changes we end up with two in a row. That little nugget of trivia is not super relevant, but I’m setting the scene or something. Anyway, the point is that it’s a social event that is more about hanging out than it is about food.
Last night’s potluck offerings were 2 kinds of pasta, deviled eggs, nuts, chips and taco dip, crackers, and my meat and cheese plate. Plus lemon bars and caramel apples. So, mostly carbs. Knowing this was a possibility, I had a burger on lettuce before I left and then ate a bit of each of the pastas and a couple of deviled eggs.
It’s a strategy that served me well not only because I didn’t ingest gross amounts of wheat, but also because the pastas were not to my taste last night, and I didn’t have to choke them down out of hunger. The thing is, I have a friend staying with me for a while because she just broke up with her boyfriend and he stayed in their apartment. She’s understandably pretty down and, because she’s between jobs, she has a lot of time alone during the day and likes company at night. That meant that she tagged along for the potluck and joined me in the burger. She also watched me get ready for work today, hanging out in the kitchen while I grabbed stuff for lunch. It made me so self-conscious about my food choices and habits.
I have friends who are very vocal about it every time they start a new diet. They get lots of cheerleading and they expect people to accommodate them and their new dietary needs. They also expect us to pretend not to notice when they fall off their diets and to fully enable that behavior when the time comes.
I find it supremely annoying.
As a result, I typically like to keep my diet to myself. It’s my business and no one needs to care but me. It also means, though, that people watching me eat are not aware of what I’ve eaten the rest of the day and I feel like I somehow need to justify everything. No, it’s not common for Americans to eat salami for breakfast. That doesn’t mean I shouldn’t do it, but I don’t really like being watched, especially if that person is not also eating.
So, I guess to the holiday challenge we can add the challenge of minimal personal space right now.
I’m also eating the last of the Thanksgiving turkey today. I’ll miss you, delicious friend. Until next year.
Current weight: 183
It has been 0 day(s) since I’ve eaten not-allowed carbs.