Woo Hoo! I wasn't perfect today but I had some major victories with food.
First, I had made snickerdoodles this weekend and knew they would be hanging around tempting me this week. So I built them into my food plan to have 2 for a snack on certain days. I had 2 this afternoon and while I wanted more, I told myself having more wouldn't increase the pleasure of the taste, only make me upset that I had too many. And really, how many would be enough? Until I was full and feeling fat and bad about myself? So I stuck to my planned 2 and savored the taste and was done.

Later, my husband came home with our favorite chips and I only had 3 chips. Yes, 3. I am so proud of myself as I usually gorge myself on those. But I was inspired by something Sarah ( ) said in a comment over the weekend about planning how many I would have. And I decided not to deprive myself, but to only have 3, enjoy the taste/texture and be done. A book I'm reading (100 Days of Weight Loss) says that you really only taste the first 2 bites anyway. I think that's really true. Although the last bite is always good too because you know you're done and you savor it.

The off plan thing I ate was some homemade caramels. MMM those were so good. I had 3 as my kids didn't want theirs. I may need to make some of those sometime as they were awesome! But I think they are labor intensive.

Another awesome thing that happened was a conversation I had with my husband late last night. Very late, probably after midnight. We got into a heated discussion about the state of our marriage, having no time together, and his bad moods. Girls, you will be so proud of me. I'm proud of myself. I really stood up for myself. I told him he needed to figure out what his problem was, talk to me about it if he wanted to, but stop taking it out of me. Later in the conversation he said, "I think I'm just stressed out and worried about things." I cut him off and said, "I understand that completely, but I'm not your doormat so don't take it out on me." He was not happy with me and couldn't sleep. I guess he was up until 2:30 in the morning (cleaning the office which was great!). We haven't talked about things today, but he has been so nice to me. Affectionate and loving. Almost as if we like each other! Imagine that.
I have to say that blogging here and getting feedback from my friends here has been so helpful. It has brought me out of this dark, limited world and helped me see that I need to stand up for myself, that I deserve to be treated better. So I have to say thanks to all of you who read my blog and support me. It means alot to me. (That's a sentimental cry.)