Oh the sacrifices spouses have to make sometimes. When it comes to food, mine is the best.
Tuesday is weigh in day for my Weight Watchers meetings. I eat very little on Tuesdays, very little. A couple of weeks ago some of our very best friends from church called me at work and asked us to come over for lunch - it was a Tuesday. Of course I said yes. After I hung up, I paniced.
I went to pick John up as usual for lunch and on our way I said "Now, honey, we have to make a plan. I can control what I put on my plate, but the dessert will already be dished up, so when we get dessert you eat yours and I will just take a couple of bites and slide the rest of mine over to you and you finish it for me. Nobody will notice." He said "Deal."
Well, usually dessert is a small to normal portion at their house. But, they had bought two cakes from their precious great-grandson for a fundraiser. They had cut a good slice of both cakes and put on both our plates. John's eyes got hugh. I looked at him like "you can do this." John ate his, I ate a couple small bites off mine and slid it over to him - he ate it. He was sick.
John gained three pounds. I lost 1.6.
Thank you, honey.
Gratitude: For all John's support in this weight loss journey I am on.
Prayer: I pray daily for God's help to keep me focused on this journey.
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Somehow, I doubt he really minded as much as he says he did.
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