the adventure continues!

I know, I know...I'm a terrible blogger. I haven't been updating nearly as much as I probably should be, but I ASSURE you it's not because I've fallen off the wagon...no, it just seems that I don't have too much to say about this nonsense anymore. I should, however, take a moment to just say (in all caps and bolded) I AM OVER HALF-WAY DONE! Only 9 days left, to be exact. The finish line is truly in sight!

It's not all glitter and unicorns though; this week has actually had some reeeeeeally tough moments. Like on Monday night when BOTH of my favorite TV shows, Dallas and RuPaul's Drag Race, had their season premieres and I couldn't have a drink to celebrate. While the others were sipping their wine I was sipping my tea...not hatin' on my delicious Sleepytime Vanilla or anything, but it sho' as hell ain't wine!

I also had to behave myself today at a bridal shower for a co-worker. This was the first time since the detox began that I actually sat down at a table full of other people eating...we're talking sitting at a tiny table while four other people are munching down on CAKE and BLUE CHEESE. Yes BLUE CHEESE is in all caps too, because it's fucking BLUE CHEESE and I love it. Thankfully for me, this bridal shower was at a tea room so I did get to enjoy a nice pot of herbal raspberry hibiscus but again...BLUE CHEESE!

But neither of those events compare to what happened Thursday evening. I was hanging out with a boy that I have a really cool relationship with. We're not boyfriends, nor are we sleeping together, but we're definitely more friendly than I am with of my other male friends and it could potentially lead somewhere, someday if we want it to. ANYWAY, that's beside the point. The point is he had me over to his place, and he had ordered some take out for him and another friend earlier. Because he knew I was coming over (and because he's knows I'm veggie), he got me an order of baked cinnamon apples and hid them from our other friend so that I could have as much of them as I wanted. I hadn't told him about my detox and, since I had gone over to his place after the last of my "meals" for the day, I didn't think I would need to. It's just the sort of thing I don't really love explaining to people, and I thought I would be safe.

Ugh!!!!! Can I just say that having to say no to an adorable boy that is presenting you with a giant tub of baked cinnamon apples that he saved especially for you is the hardest thing ever? His little face looked so sad when I said no!

Here's hoping the weekend is easy as p...ok, let's not talk about pie just yet.