We had our Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday. I was pretty proud of myself that I made gravy and it actually was good. I used the Barefoot Contessa's recipie and it was delish. Of course, anything that has a full stick of butter in it should be.
I then used said gravy to enjoy turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing and even a bite or two of a roll with relative ease. Gravy could be a bandster's best friend - or rather worst enemy. I wasn't hungry until dinner on Sunday. Even though it was the largest meal I've had since getting the band, it was still probably 1/3 to 1/2 of what a regular plate would contain. STUFFED. Just like the turkey. Still full I think.
Other fun news from the weekend, I bought a sweater at Nordstrom Rack in the regular misses section and I'm wearing it today! And, my smallest pants are becoming too big. Does that make sense? The smallest sizes that I still have in my closet are becoming too big. Time to think about how to make it through to last 40 pounds or so. Even my new "small" jeans are fitting just fine and I can see the day when they'll be too big. I was wearing my 18W jeans the other day to go grocery shopping and had to keep hitching them up.
I'll probably get a few pairs of pants tailored so I can make it through. I'm also trying to figure out what I want to get altered period versus replacing.
A Letter to My Body
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