I posted this on my LJ first, forgetting that I should post here first and crosspost. Whoops!
Yesterday, my parents came to visit. More lulzy fun. I look forward to seeing my parents because Mark and I always have good laughs and facepalms afterward. I love them dearly, but OMFG!
So we ended up going to a buffet chain that my mom absolutely loves called Ryans. We found one a bit south of here and I told my mom about it awhile ago. She was determined to go yesterday. So we go out there.
It’s kind of like the ideal elderly buffet. They did have some good stuff. But… I have a hard time trying to control myself at buffets and I like to avoid them like the plauge. This is especially true since I’ve not been keeping up as well with my diet/exercise regimen. I’ve not gained weight (still hovering between 163-166 on any given day). But I’m getting flabby. Anyway!
My mom is trying to pour those little creamer cups into her coffee. She barely opened it, and is SQUEEZING IT out. I’m sitting there eyeing the yummy rolls contemplating how delicious it might be with my baked chicken and mashed potatoes. Maybe I’ll add just a little bit of butter! Suddenly, creamer shoots ALL OVER the rolls, the table, and almost onto my plate. T_T
They have a buttload of deserts. BAD BAD BAD. I got little small portions of all the chocolately goodness. In the end, I was pretty stuffed. Like, OMFG I CAN’T MOVE stuffed.
I made sure to bring some 1′s with me just in case my parents decide to leave a itty bitty tip like they usually do. Like, we’re talking $2 (for a $50 bill). Instead, they leave NO tip. When I ask my mom if they’re going to leave a tip, she says “No, the waitress was hardly here!”
But… she was there and getting drinks when our glasses were still only half full, getting plates every time we finished one, and she even brought out the extra eggroll samples for us when my mom asked for them thinking Mark wanted more! ;_; I felt so bad, so I left her the measly $3 I had.
So anyway, I was stuffed. I was all hot and trying to digest the food. I couldn’t fall asleep very well. As soon as I’d fall asleep, something would wake me up. Either a car pulling in, my neighbor drumming on something near the wall trying to be a rock star, or just thoughts. I didn’t sleep at all last night. By morning, I was feeling sick.
I wanted to call off today, but work is so short-staffed. Calling off there is like a recipe for disaster. So I went in anyway and did an 8 hour shift. (Was supposed to be until 1). Mark and I had originally made plans to go to Cici’s Pizza (a Pizza buffet which I DID NOT NEED after yesterday) with his parents today. But I couldn’t get out of working till 5. On the bright side, I ate very little since I was feeling sick. I did have Subway for lunch though. I’m somewhere around 1300-1400 calories today. I’m really trying hard to stay around this amount.
I came home and promptly NAPPED! <3 It was happy time!