hat and dress shopping

instituto cervantes has a christmas party this friday. that's where i used to go to my spanish and where i go for my tango classes. they want us to dance. of course, everyone refused to do it, myself included. but last week, my favourite dancing partner asked me if i would dance with her so i agreed. this week she had an idea that she'll go in a suit and a hat and i'll go in a red dress! when i protested i couldn't possibly wear a dress because i'm fat, everyone looked at me like 'wtf are you talking about?' and my teacher said that yes, i should wear a dress and i should wear a dress with horizontal stripes. ha ha. that was quite funny actually. so we're going shopping today as she doesn't have a hat and i don't have a dress. i'm wondering whether we'll find something as i usually can't get a dress over my boobs.

dietwise, i've completely lost it. i eat crap from morning til evening. i want to stop and eat like a normal person but i don't seem to be able to. mark is getting really cross with me over it. at least i'm doing some exercise though - i danced for two hours yesterday and i walked around the trafford centre for two hours the day before. i think i need some radical solution. i have an idea. i will promise to you all who come and read me that i won't have any treats until sunday! sunday is my weigh in day and it will be a christmas day for me and mark as we've decided we're not going to take presents to slovakia and back. we'll go out for a meal - probably to our favourite chinese restaurant - and we'll open the presents.


i promise i will be good until sunday. i will eat healthy food and i'll stay away from all treats, even the advent calendar. if i fuck up, i'll turn into a frog!


ha! there you have it. being good starts now! (after the crisps... no no, i'm only joking)