Party pics and food-guilt

Hey folks! I had a grand ol' time celebrating my birthday a wee bit early on Saturday. It should be illegal to have a b-day on a Monday. Mondays suck the life out of birthday fun. But, Saturday party was great! Had 20 or so people come and do a potluck. The food wasn't exactly healthy, but it was delicious! It wasn't the food I had a problem with though...it was the dessert. I had my small-ish piece of birthday cake, of course, but then my very sweet friend made me some FRESH BAKED COOKIES!!! Oh. My. Warm gooey goodness! How could I resist? I couldn't. I ate four. Blargh. Put that on some alcohol and a few scoops of dip and chips along with my modest dinner, and ICK. I tried to help this food-fest by eating lightly all day beforehand and getting in a good shred with Jillian.

Then today, I went out for lunch with my mom, my sister and her kids. I ate a chicken sammich and a few fries. I decided that I would take it easy on dinner and had oatmeal. Love that stuff! Still, I wish I'd had more veggies today. Shoulda had a salad with lunch at least.

To add to this joyous guilt-fest over bad eating, I made the mistake of weighing myself on my brother's digital scale. 5 lbs heavier. FIVE! I know I could've gained over night, but I'm pretty sure it's the scale weighing me heavier. Lordy. Why did I do that, again?? Stupid, stupid, stupid. I am trying not to think about it.

But, despite all that, I still feel good, strong and happy I had a great time at my party. Screw the food guilt. I also worked out today despite not wanting to SOOO BADLY.

So here are a few pics of my good time...note the dress had it's official debut!

My awesome little bro. He wants to be a doctor...check the smarty-pants on him!

My beautiful sister. So kind to host the party for me!
Weird side-note: we are only 11 months apart, so we will be the same
age for two weeks. Freaky.

Cake. Chocolate. Delicious.

My awesome (and gorgeous) teacher friends. Love these girls!!
(and they read my blog! Hi Asha and Kim!)

Me and hubby.
I look all wacko in the face 'cause
I was saying "HEY" when he grabbed my ass.
Sweet.

I can honestly say, and this is pretty big, that I didn't look at ONE pic of myself and think, "Oh god....fat." I know I've said it before, but it's such a departure for me it bears repeating!

That's all for me, my lovely bloggy friends. :) Have a happy Monday...ok, at least try not to kill anyone. :)