Thanksgiving dinner? 100 points. Skipping Thanksgiving and spending a kickass weekend in Toronto with friends? Priceless.
Canada was amazing. My pal's apartment is SUPERcute, adorably decorated (of course, since she is a fashion/beauty editor) . Her mom made this dinner that made me want to burst into tears of joy. Baked pasta with cheese and breadcrumbs, potato flan with sautéed mushrooms, gruyere and onion, and homemade Italian cheesecake. I’d saved all my extra points for the weekend so everything was so good and I tried hard not to overdo it. Still I pushed my FPs to the limit and went over that by four. Oy!
And of course, we shopped. I came to Toronto with a mission: to find comfortable, black boots with a bit a of heel. And it took many miles of walking but I found them. They weren’t cheap, as you can see (I am literally on frozen food and turkey sandwiches and oatmeal until Wednesday) but they are waterproof, lined, (I am wearing them with the fuzzy lining facing in) and very leg flattering. I must have walked for over 1.5 hours, burning much needed APs!
I also dorked out and went to The Beguiling, a comic store mecca. I wanted to stay for hours but my pal's eyes were glazing over. I refused to let my secret shameful love of comix get in the way of my joy. And SO WORTH IT because I found this! Treasure! And sold out on their webiste. I paid $50 Canadian, a bargain for such a piece of artwork!
I HEART Julie Doucet!
Since my pal is a beauty editor, she scored us free facials. But before you get too jealous, my face totally broke out in tiny hives afterward. I also got a nice eye liner and a lecture from a makeup artist, ordering me to only wear navy blue mascara. Those crazy Canadians.
The best part was my pal's friends. They were so fucking awesome I nearly cried. All around 30, only a few married, mostly single. It was so nice to spend time with a group of girls where not a single person brought up weddings (except to talk about disasters). They were all so smart and funny and self-effacing. And gorgeous! And they were all having trouble meeting guys. Ridiculous. I think I drunkenly invited them all to come stay with me when they visit New York.
All in all, I was very happy to get away for the weekend. My aunt gave me a gross guilt trip on the phone (which is another story) and my father, of course, didn’t pick up the phone to say happy holidays. Nothing new.
My boyfriend stayed home and entertained his college friends, watched football and made all the kinds of goumet foods that make me ill (his friend brought rabbit and quail. Gamey von Yuckitude.) It was nice to have a bit of time away in general. Due to the horrible stress of this year, he and I haven’t been apart in months. It was nice to be back but nice to be away. Which is good.
And when I weighed myself this morning and I was stunned that I managed to lose 1.5 pounds. I'm down to 181. At first I thought it was a miracle (see post below) but then I thought about it. I had one serving of the pasta, half of the potato plan and a small piece of Italian cheesecake. I limited my booze intake and didn't snack.
I feel so good right now. I hope it lasts and lasts.
Canada was amazing. My pal's apartment is SUPERcute, adorably decorated (of course, since she is a fashion/beauty editor) . Her mom made this dinner that made me want to burst into tears of joy. Baked pasta with cheese and breadcrumbs, potato flan with sautéed mushrooms, gruyere and onion, and homemade Italian cheesecake. I’d saved all my extra points for the weekend so everything was so good and I tried hard not to overdo it. Still I pushed my FPs to the limit and went over that by four. Oy!
And of course, we shopped. I came to Toronto with a mission: to find comfortable, black boots with a bit a of heel. And it took many miles of walking but I found them. They weren’t cheap, as you can see (I am literally on frozen food and turkey sandwiches and oatmeal until Wednesday) but they are waterproof, lined, (I am wearing them with the fuzzy lining facing in) and very leg flattering. I must have walked for over 1.5 hours, burning much needed APs!
I also dorked out and went to The Beguiling, a comic store mecca. I wanted to stay for hours but my pal's eyes were glazing over. I refused to let my secret shameful love of comix get in the way of my joy. And SO WORTH IT because I found this! Treasure! And sold out on their webiste. I paid $50 Canadian, a bargain for such a piece of artwork!
I HEART Julie Doucet!
Since my pal is a beauty editor, she scored us free facials. But before you get too jealous, my face totally broke out in tiny hives afterward. I also got a nice eye liner and a lecture from a makeup artist, ordering me to only wear navy blue mascara. Those crazy Canadians.
The best part was my pal's friends. They were so fucking awesome I nearly cried. All around 30, only a few married, mostly single. It was so nice to spend time with a group of girls where not a single person brought up weddings (except to talk about disasters). They were all so smart and funny and self-effacing. And gorgeous! And they were all having trouble meeting guys. Ridiculous. I think I drunkenly invited them all to come stay with me when they visit New York.
All in all, I was very happy to get away for the weekend. My aunt gave me a gross guilt trip on the phone (which is another story) and my father, of course, didn’t pick up the phone to say happy holidays. Nothing new.
My boyfriend stayed home and entertained his college friends, watched football and made all the kinds of goumet foods that make me ill (his friend brought rabbit and quail. Gamey von Yuckitude.) It was nice to have a bit of time away in general. Due to the horrible stress of this year, he and I haven’t been apart in months. It was nice to be back but nice to be away. Which is good.
And when I weighed myself this morning and I was stunned that I managed to lose 1.5 pounds. I'm down to 181. At first I thought it was a miracle (see post below) but then I thought about it. I had one serving of the pasta, half of the potato plan and a small piece of Italian cheesecake. I limited my booze intake and didn't snack.
I feel so good right now. I hope it lasts and lasts.
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