• Day 5: June 11, 2011

My hope was to make this day as easy as possible, but I knew I would need an army of support around me. Today was the day of Leigh’s birthday party/cookout. Not only were we going to have people over drinking and celebrating, there was going to be lot and LOTS of food. None of which I was going to be allowed to touch. Not to mention, the evenings have been a little hard for me. I’ve noticed that about 9:00 – 9:30 pm, I am getting really tired and if I force myself to stay awake, I get really hungry. And just a reminder, other than my roommates no one at this party knows what’s going on. Can you see my dilemma?

The day had gone by really well, but now it was party time. People were arriving at the house, the grill was fired up and music was on, it was do or die time. I had purposefully saved my evening snack and dinner until later, because I didn’t want to “look” like I wasn’t eating and participating. I thought this would through up questions in some of my friends minds. I mean I was already using the excuse that I couldn’t drink because of medicine…what would be my excuse for not eating, plus the smell would’ve drove me insane.

I placed myself at the bar in front of all of the food. I’ve learned that people “think” your participating more if you’re positioned in front of the food. They think your grabbing handfuls of food here and there. This worked to my advantage and even eating diner wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. Before the large crowd got there I simple roasted my asparagus in the oven and heated up my chicken, stating how hungry I was that I just couldn’t wait on the burgers. I think from the night, Wendy was the only one questioning me in her head. I will not be surprised if she doesn’t ask Teri what’s going on.

Other than wanting to punch my roomie in the face and steal her corn on the cob and hot dog, wanting to steal a brownie away from a pregnant friend, I would say that the night was all in all successful. Of course I did none of the above, but the thoughts crossed my mind. Remember, I just in the “beginning” stage of this process. If those are the worse thoughts that crossed my mind, I think I’m doing really well.