Dinner party last night

I just read “Losing Waist”s post about perfectionism. Boy, did that hit home for me. I’m the ultimate perfectionist. I’m even competitive about how much of a perfectionist I am…I want to be more of a perfectionist than you are. Not really, but that’s how it feels some times.

Last night my hubby and I had a small dinner party. He spent the day cooking, and I spent the day cleaning. Once I got home from walking yesterday, I started cleaning. I cleaned up and straightened up and fussed over rooms that there was little to no chance that anyone would see...unless we had a tornado and we all had to take refuge in one of the downstairs bedrooms. I can't remember the last tornado we had around here. Ah, yes, the joys of perfectionism.

The dinner party was quite good. Of course, as logically could be expected, the only rooms anybody went into were the kitchen and dining room. No one even saw the rest of the house…after all that non-stop cleaning! Well, at least the whole house is clean now.

First we served a salad; then the main course, prepared by my husband, was gumbo with shrimp, crab, scallops, and sausage. For dessert I made a sweet potato pecan pie. Everything was delicious, and I ate the salad, one bowl of gumbo, and one piece of pie. That in and of itself wasn’t too bad...both salad and gumbo were fairly healthy and the piece of pie was quite small. But I also had 4 glasses of red wine, which was probably the worst thing I had last night; plus whipping cream in my coffee, even though there was non-fat half & half available (sorry, I don’t get how half & half can be non-fat; isn’t that an oxymoron?). Yes, I’m weak. But to be honest, I didn’t feel too bad about what I ate last night. I had exercised a bunch, plus I had hardly anything to eat all day... because I was too busy cleaning.

One annoying thing last night (which I can tell only you, my blogger buddies) was I put on a pair of jeans that I was wearing comfortably this time last year… I think I weighed about 7 lbs less then. They were very tight and uncomfortable last night, but I didn't have anything else to wear. While we were all standing around in the kitchen chatting, I caught a glimpse of myself in the oven door…all I could see was my stomach sticking out. Not good. I’ll know I’m doing well when those jeans fit comfortably again.

Today, I’m a bit tired out. I slept late, took B to the park today for just a couple of minutes, and then hubby & I went to the mall plus grocery shopping. So I did get a bit of exercise today although nothing too vigorous.

I’m glad I have 5 days until I have to weigh in again for BLBE! I have tomorrow off for MLK Day, so I’ll have time to get in a really good workout.