walkitout (walkitout) wrote,
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holidays and food

We went to mom-in-laws for T-day weekend, as with R.'s new job we couldn't do the long trip to Seattle and besides, my cousins did an emergency trip to Mexico because cousin-by-marriage's mother is dying. :( Very sad way to spent the T-day.

However, we got to see step-dad-in-law and explore in detail his library, a den which I have been too fearful to brave until this weekend. Lots and LOTS of fun, and I came back with a haul of loaners and two gifts. I am _so_ bad. But man, how often do you get to raid a history professor's library? A _good_ history professor's library?

There was much drinking and eating. Mom-in-law's craziness was at a fairly low ebb, so no major breakdowns. One sister-in-law was present for the first day and the other arrived after; the brother-in-law was a no-show. One sister-in-law spouse present (the good cook -- yay! Curried butternut squash soup made with _coconut milk so I can eat it_! Oh boy was that good. I kept working on it for three days, but then we had to come home). All of Teddy's cousins on his dad's side were present, including step-dad-in-law's son's kids (and the son and wife as well). That family is really great. Quiet, mellow, _smart_, politically very much in line with our thinking. Pity they are way down in Philly but we will keep seeing them at least now that we are on this coast. Step-dad-in-law's daughter and spouse arrived hours before we left, so we got to see them. We hadn't seen her since shortly before we left and we hadn't seen him since our wedding, so this was all quite wonderful.

For some weeks now, I've been trying to get regular exercise (hence the treadmill tales) and trying to eat less/more reasonably (more whole grains, more vegetables, fewer sweets). This has been difficult (multiple rounds of sickness for me, Teddy, the move, I could go on, but why? If you're reading this, you probably already know in detail) and only recently had I convinced the scale to edge back ever so slightly below where it was before the move (it had gone up after the move, the first weight gain post pregnancy so very demoralizing). You can imagine the trepidation with which I viewed this weekend.

Ha! T-day is like every other holiday. Unless I'm doing all the cooking, invariably there are so many things I _can't_ eat that combined with all the things I don't care for, I wind up eating a lot less than I would if I were at home with access to my own, well-stocked, kitchen. The scale suggests I've lost weight, but we'll have to see if that's just being even more dehydrated than usual.

Teddy also picked up a cold from one of the cousins. *sigh*
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