I Messed Up- Day ELEVEN

Hello,

I am so angry right now.

Here are my "I messed up" numbers so far:

            IMU1     IMU2     IMU3     IMU4     IMU5     IMU6     IMU7 

W         168.8     168.6      167.8     167.8      167.0      166.6       165.6
BF%                     39.2        38.9       38.5        39.7       41.3         38.5
H20%                   44.3        44.6       44.8        44.0       42.8         44.8
Bflbs                     66.1        65.2       64.6       66.2        68.8         63.8
TBW                     74.7        74.8       75.1       73.8        71.3         74.1

            IMU8     IMU9     IMU10     IMU11

W        165.4      166.0      163.6       164.8
BF%     38.5                        37.9        37.7
H20%   44.8                        45.3        45.4
Bflbs     63.7                        62.0        62.1
TBW     74.1                        74.1        74.8

My husband was just incredibly rude, inconsiderate and basically a world class jerk.  My step kids are here this weekend.  My husband tends to try to be "Super Dad" when he gets the opportunity.  In one way it's what I love about him.  And in another way it can be very frustrating.  Not that I can blame him.  In terms of food which is the focus of this blog, he goes overboard when his kids are here.  This morning he made stacks of French toast.  So while I ate my scrambled eggs, I watched everyone else eat texas toast, dipped in eggs and slathered in butter and maple syrup.  I found it frustrating, but as this diet is my deal, I tolerated it without complaint.  For lunch he went overboard cooking hamburgers and hotdogs on the grill.  Twice as many as were realistically needed.  I had iceburg lettuce and eventually gave in and had a hamburger patty without the bun.  As the table was being cleared, while I still sat at my seat (small dining room so when there are extra people joining us for dinner, the inside person is stuck in their seat unless the person at either end of the table lets them out), my husband announces that he bought chocolate chip cookies.  He brings them to the table and passes the container around and everyone takes two.  My stepson offers the container to me and then says "oh you can't have any right?" and everyone laughs.  I stood up to leave the table and asked my husband to move his chair to let me by and he stubbornly sits in my way, looks me straight in the eye and takes a big bite of his cookie.  Ugh.  I'm so angry.  It felt so disrespectful.  My parents are alcoholics and my husband is considerate enough to not drink in front of them.  I have no words.

Anyways, sorry for my rant.

Breakfast - 2 eggs scrambled
Lunch/dinner- hamburger patty, iceburg lettuce with a small amount of poppy seed dressing
Water- not very much yet- but I intend to drink more
coffee- 4-5 mugs
tea- probably

Overall I give myself a 4 for today.  Considering what I am up against in terms of sabotagers and emotions I think I've done pretty well.

Jana =(