Watch somebody funnier than me obsess about food.

And everything I need to somehow remember this weekend.

So I’m heading out of town for a long weekend of BFF time. Which is awesome! For everything except my tummy. Eating out every meal for 3 days–eek.

There was a time I wouldn’t have thought twice about it. But now I am. Partly because I’m keeping track of my metrics. Partly because eating out just doesn’t sit well very often any more. And I’m more aware of that now–that food sometimes ends up torturing me.

I think the best way through is to have some sort of game plan.

Like, sharing dishes with the hubby.

Avoiding pancakes for breakfast. There’s nothing worse than being in a food coma when you are supposed to be social.

Salads.

And no f-ing Dessert Gallery, no matter how close we are to it.

Wish me luck! See you back here Monday so I can celebrate my successful eating while traveling. I hope.

So I am off to my old school, once again. I figure I’ll post BEFORE I go in case I end up in a funk again.

But this should be the last time. I think.

After that, I plan to curl up on the couch and watch Downton Abbey. I just started the first season; I’m late to the game.

I’m kinda worn out from husband birthday-ing. It takes a lot of energy to eat sushi and cake.

See everyone Monday. With what will be horrible metrics–off my game this week.