Jayne and I have just been comparing notes about our weekends ahead of tonight's weigh in. Hmmmm ... we haven't exactly be angels, either of us. From my point of view, this weekend has been a bit of a snack attack. The actual meals that I ate were not particularly naughty as such, but I have been picking.
Saturday night was lots of fun but there were pringles and peanuts and cheese straws and pretzels. I didn't eat a lot of them but I did sneak a few. I suppose I should thank my lucky stars that when Donna brought out the singstar all thoughts of eating lemon cheesecake were forgotten in favour of belting out, what was in my opinion, a truly genius version of Madonna's "Papa don't Preach". Yes, I had drunk quite a lot of Pimms by that point. I may even have been served full fat lemonade too, although that didn't contribute to my belief that I was a pop goddess. We can blame the alcohol alone for that one. That aside I must have burnt off a fair few calories bouncing around the living room screeching "Roooooox-anne ... you don't have to put on the red light ... etc" LOL!
Sunday was not much better on the snacking front. I cooked an absolutely fabulous spinach and ricotta cannelloni for sunday dinner (4.5 syns on green plus 1 HEa and 2 HEb). It was yu-u-u-ummmmmm and I might post up the recipe later. The strawberries I had bought for pudding somehow as if by magic became incorporated into a fresh cream flan ... that was Hubby's doing and I love him for it. It would have been my only syns of the day too, so would have been perfectly allowed if only Mark hadn't arrived with a bag of cashew popcorn. Evil and delicious.
My sneaky weigh in this morning showed a gain so I'm not holding out any hope for a loss on the official scales later. Will post the results of tonights torture tomorrow.
Gem x
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