Dinner Party

Just got back from a friend's house where the following things were consumed: bruschetta, spinich salad, italian sausages, bakery bread, sparkling tangerine juice, and strawberry pie. Seems like I'm getting to that age where throwing sophisticated dinners in place of slumber parties is the thing to do. Instead of dodging the cookie dough bowl being passed from girl to girl, I'm now dodging "hors 'dourves".

The thing is, I can't avaoid these situations. If I did then I'd have no friends and would most likely retreat back to social anxiety disorder. But I guess that's what the lifestyle is all about. The least I can do is ONLY eat that way on holidays and parties, developing a balance that will allow for friends, family, and skinnyness.

All is possible, provided willpower and confidence reign.

Summer?

I'm afraid that people are convinced its summertime (and has been summertime for a while now). Cuz you know what that means? That means I'm not anywhere near where I wanted to be by now. It means I still have a long way to go, while other girls are whipping out brand new bikinis.

This needs to change.

Summer won't wait for me, so I need to catch up with it.

Remember me?

Aw well. Me and commintment. Never really worked out well together. As a matter of fact that's why I abandoned my blog- I actually tried to get better. But as any girl with EDNOS knows, "better" is literally impossible. For some reason or other, ya just get fat instead. Huh. Healthy is just not part of my life, in any way shape or form. It doesn't want to be. I can only be unhealthy in different ways.

I'd rather be unhealthy by starvation than unhealthy by bad food. When it comes down to it, you just have to pick one. Because, hun, healthy is not an option for you.

So I guess it's time to be commited for a while. Again.