FAT TUESDAY FOOD HANGOVER

I've been watching my diet religiously for a little bit lately, and have had some success getting the post-transplant weight off. I'm down ten pounds with another hundred and twenty to go, but I've been concentrating on slow and steady and good healthy food.

Since yesterday was Fat Tuesday, I decided to have a "Last Supper" and order in from the DoorDash, which is the exact thing I'm giving up for Lent. I rely entirely too much on it and the delivery from the Martin's grocery store, so for forty days I will put my shoes and socks on and go to the market like a grown human does.

But last night?

Not so much.

I ordered Five Guys.

I'm not going to lie to you and say "Oh...after eating clean for so long this really didn't taste too good", because it was freaking delicious and I could have eaten myself into a food coma with it....which I practically did.

But today I'm a little squiggie around the edges, so it's back to paying attention and being mindful, grateful, and careful of my BellyBean.

I'm making good progress on Spring Rolls:

It's just miserable outside today with icy cold rain, so methinks I'll make a lot more progress once I've finished my damn good and started the laundry sploshing. It really is a delightful stitch, and the fabric is butt-a. 

So that's the Ash Wednesday/Futzingday report, Dearies. I hope your little corner of the world is exactly as you wish it to be. Come tell me all about it!