the first day of the rest of your life

date: Jan 11

drink: red wine sangria

what: S's annual post-holiday party


every year S has a post-holiday girl-party... we eat, we drink, some people exchange presents through the nasty-santa game... this year i was on tap to help set up on saturday and then to join the festivities early on sunday (read: finish help setting up)

Saturday night consisted of shopping, furniture moving, sangria-preparing and list-making...

Sunday was all about the cooking. and the drinking. and the eating. and the eating. and the eating.

by the time the majority of the guests arrived around 4pm, i was already so full that i could have stopped right then and there. but, oh, no... see, there were supposed to be like, 12 people but at the last minute, a number of them backed out and it turned out that all that food (when an italian and an israeli plan a menu - food for 12 is more like food for 25) was for MEEEE. ok, and the others, but mostly for MEEEE!

a few glasses of sangria and about 4238 helpings of food and it was time to head home to watch the Golden Globes with J... he had wanted to make dinner (apparently he has a tradition of eating spagetti and meatballs while watching awards shows - who knew boys had traditions like that???) but i was insistent that i wouldnt be joining him in the eating part of the meal (i'm just the cook).
of course, never one to turn away food, i ended up eating MORE spin dip and MORE taco dip and some of the garlic bread that we made (foregoing spagetti and meatballs for the leftover dips and chips)... i was a bulemic on a binge, only i forgot about that whole purging part...

i'm pretty sure that i accomplished something that has never happened before - i got so full that the thought of food turned my stomach. literally. we were talking about dinner next week with his friends - at one of my most favoritest restaurants ever - and i had to stop the conversation because it was making me queasy... then talking about J's birthday dinner and again, had to stop... i woke up this morning still full and while i did have lunch, i probably could have skipped it...

my fat pants are officially too small on me, as of today.

and just like that, commence diet. i dont EVER want to feel like that again. EVER...