Sunday, June 16, 2013
I had a wedding to go to yesterday. The wedding was for my younger cousin, sister of the one that thought I was pregnant on New Year's even 2011. One of the kicks that got me started on this journey. I have not seen her since that party. Needless to say the nerves where up.
Hubby insisted on coming with, I wanted him to stay home but he was feeling ok. He managed to get down some steak (first "real" food I've let him have). He had one drink. He also went to work today. I'm hoping he does ok. He is acting normal but he still doesn't "look" ok.
So, back to the wedding. I only knew my aunt, 2 cousins, and dad there. My cousin Moose (this nickname goes back to softball and for 30 years - it's never gonna change) said I was looking good. She's on weight watchers. We discussed different strategies and weight loss. It was kind of nice to have someone right there to support me eating well at the wedding.
Dad's wife was a PIA as always, but I was basically able to avoid her except during dinner.
I ate well and did have a decent time but I'm SO not used to have to get "dressed up". I really wanted to look my best being who we were going to see. Hubby loved the outfit - said I looked like Jessica Rabbit. I felt like a freak! Hair in my face and couldn't take a full stride in the dress. I'm so not a girly girl.
Not that my cousin who felt the need to say something about my weight gain even noticed. I guess it's ok, she was with her friends and partying but I was really hoping for at least something after the last time saw her. Oh well.
So, what do ya'll think?