I am in that stage where I have lost close to 20 pounds and after around 17 weeks I am thinking some of the good habits are sinking in. This, however, is not without its challenges. I am between sizes. Some things are too big but in some cases not ready for the next size down. Until now, I have lost 2 sizes and the girls around me are noticing I am getting narrower. That is an interesting observation and everyone loses weight differently. Some seem to lose it in one place or another. Not me, I just get narrower.
Last night was a close call. I had bought a fabulous new long lace skirt with a fur top. I wasn't sure which event I was going to wear it but certainly had enough events ahead of me. I was glad I didn't wear it to the Mistletoe Ball in a month from now. I felt well dressed for the wedding I attended. As we pulled up to the Royal York Hotel and I got out of the car, I felt the skirt was a bit loose. As I walked up the steps to the foyer, I felt my skirt was falling down... and then my pantyhose. Oh my God. What a feeling! I held onto the skirt up the escalators so I wouldn't get the lace caught in it. By the time I was on the convention floor, I was clutching my skirt for dear life. There was a sea of people and even though I knew exactly where the washrooms were, I couldn't see it for the crowd. Paul went to ask someone as I zigzagged through the crowd trying not to greet anyone and turning away the wait staff who offered drinks and hors d'oeuvres.
It was a sigh of relief when I reached the washroom. The Royal York is an older hotel and has a sitting room in front of the washrooms. I tried in vain to make a knot in the waistband which was a soft stretchy knit material. I asked for a pin and I was pointed to the place where the ladies wash their hands. To my delight, the bride, who had thought of everything, had baskets of possible necessities for her guests including safety pins. I put in 3 of them and I felt more secure now to go out into the reception prior to the wedding. The more I think about it, all the weddings of my children, there wasn't a reception until after the vows and ceremony were done.
I didn't do handstands with the pins in the skirt. As a matter fo fact, one popped open during the ceremony and I quickly handed Paul my evening purse and tried as discreetly as possible to reunite the pin with the clasp. I was thinking about dancing during the dinner but decided against it when I stood up and had to return to the washroom to pull up my pantyhose and adjust the skirt. These are the dilemmas of losing weight although very much worth it.
I am getting used to being judicious with my eating habits. After a successful 2.5 pounds loss at weigh in yesterday morning, I went to lunch with my family at Barques Smokehouse where I had a full 8 ounces of smoked burger. I had planned for the wedding to omit the hors d'oeuvres, drink the wine and go for the 3-bite plan at the dinner. The first course salad was the best. It had lettuce, beets, pear, feta, toasted hazelnuts and I asked for only a spoonful of the preserved lemon dressing. It was easy to stick with the 3 small-bite option for the main course. The filet of beef was tough, the truffled potato plank was tasty but rich, and the heirloom carrots and broccolini were fine. I also ate the oyster mushroom but didn't understand why it was called Confit of King Oyster Mushroom with Perigourdine Jus. To me it was just a mushroom. It was getting very late and we never stayed for dessert.
Today and tomorrow are reprieve days, followed by 5 days of cocktail parties, menu tasting, dinners including two black tie events. Oh my goodness, what I am I going to wear?
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