Friday the 13th...

As the unluckiest person on planet earth (ok, I know that's stretching it just a bit, but humour me), I am somewhat frightened of leaving the house today. In all likelihood, I will get struck by lightning, or hit by a stray meteor from that shower last night, or crash my car into McDonald's and somehow absorb 100,000 calories through osmosis and come out of the crash weighing 6,000 lbs.

This absolutely must not happen, because I finally bought a dress for my friend's wedding. The wedding is in October, so between now and then, I must not consume anything. At all.
The dress:

Delicious, no? 'Tis jersey knit cheapo fabric, but looks nice - slate grey wiggle dress with lace trim at the top. I found it in Express. I think I look pretty darn good in it, aside from the fact that it leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. I just wish my arms would look as slim as the rest of me. >:( Now I need to find a perfect pair of shoes to match. And Operation Find Bellatrix A Suitable Wedding Date is in full swing. I was texting back and forth with one of my gay gentleman friends last night. He's nototrious for sending 12 texts for every 1 of mine, but when I casually asked him to accompany me to the wedding, he stopped all communication.

I'll take that as a "NO."

First day of eating after the Master Cleanse, and I started out so good! Had cereal for breakfast (80), went out for a lovely 45 minute powerwalk in the rain (I love the rain), and then went shopping (which hopefully burned some calories, as well as the giant gaping hole in my wallet). I had an iced coffee from Dunkin Donuts. Yassar, God bless him, knows I have issues and does not complain when I ask him to put EXACTLY 1 and 1/2 tablespoons of half & half into my coffee (40). That was all I had until dinner.

And then I went out to dinner with Mum. I did ok - two glasses of wine (300ish? I don't get too worked up about liquid cals.) and they had broiled catfish as one of the specials. MEGA YUMMIES!!! And only like 120 calories per 8 oz. I had that, and nibbled the cajun-spiced zucchini that came with it.

Then I got home and had ice cream. And peanut butter melted in the microwave.

It really wasn't that bad - I measured both, so the whole dessert was around 250 cals. But I was quite drunk, as it doesn't take much alcohol for me to get wasted. So too much alcohol + spicy fish + DAIRY = me curled into a ball and writhing around the floor until 3 AM. Bleh.

Idk when I became lactose intolerant, but it sucks.