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On Friday I went to a friend's apartment; a bunch of us were going to order in and I was planning on a salmon dish with some steamed veggies on the side. Instead the hostess decided that she was going to order from the Italian place her husband used to be the chef at. There was sauteed chicken, cheese ravioli and pasta and a salad. Before dinner she was pushing spanakopita, cream cheese on celery, olives and cheese on us and after dinner there were cookies and ice cream. I had some grapes, 3 small, flat chicken cutlets, two ravioli and some salad, two cookies but no ice cream. The whole time the hostess, who is somewhat overweight and diabetic, kept urging us to eat more and after a while one can feel a bit churlish saying no or worse. The total when I counted the points up was way over what I was expecting dinner to be that day (the cookies were packaged and much higher in fat than I thought). Today I went to a New Year's Day party at a friend's and she had the usual party food; deviled eggs, franks in blankets, some veggies, fondue, yogurt cake and cookies and mimosas. I didn't think I'd had that much but it added up to so much that I don't think I can spare the points to have dinner. I know that the only one who put this stuff in my mouth is me but I'm still pissed, at them for having food they know I shouldn't eat (particularly the first one), at myself for eating some of it and at life for making it so that even eating "normally" puts me over for the day. ARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! I not only have to be nearly perfect the rest of the week, which I hate, but I will probably end up having to throw out food I bought for myself, expecting to have the points to eat it this week before it goes bad. Being this angry doesn't make me want to go on a binge or anything but I've just been really furious since I got home. I feel betrayed. The only humorous note is that I stopped in B&N on the way home and saw the special deals tables covered with diet and healthy eating books. They sure don't waste any time.
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