I ate a second dinner tonight.
I started off my day with good intentions. I had a cup of coffee (with creamer because I love it and just take it into my calorie count everyday) and then went skating for a whole 30 minutes. Hard core roller skating, ya'll, like it was 1991. I had a sensible peanut butter sandwich on wheat for lunch and then a small cup of pasta with a light alfredo sauce and a whole buncha spinach tossed in for good measure. Oh, and I had a cupcake while my kids were napping.
Then I had to have an MRI scan done tonight (who knew they could do them so late in the evening but I was glad to not take the time off from work), stopped at the grocery store on my way home and by the time I pulled into my driveway, I was famished. A smarter person might have gone to bed, or just had a glass of water, but not this girl. I dug out Carrabbas leftovers (chicken marsala!) and sat myself down to dinner #2. And now I'm on cupcake #2. And I don't feel guilty and just thought you should know. :)
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