Death of a Diet at a Funeral.

Ok, so it isn't entirely the funeral's fault that I fell off the diet wagon, hit my head on a rock, and rolled into a pond filled with calorie enriched water of deliciousness!  I blame it partly on the annual sinus infection from Hades.  I hate being sick and frankly, for lack of a better term, I suck at it.  The only thing worse than being sick is being sick with a sinus infection.  The stuffy nose, lack of sufficient oxygen getting to the brain due to the stuffy nose, the sinus headaches, the sore throat brought on by the inexplicable draining of fluids from your head to your chest, the scratchy voice, and overall discomfort do absolutely nothing for my otherwise sunny disposition.  Of course, the only way to combat the sore throat is with ice cream! It is the only thing that brings even half a smile to my face during these times of trials and tribulation.  The only other items that cheer me up are Grandma's home made chicken noodle soup and mashed potatoes! Which brings me to the funeral killing my diet.  The only reason that Grandma made the delicious meal of chicken noodle soup and mashed potatoes is because there has been a ton of family coming in from out of town for the funeral which is tomorrow (Thursday).  So I guess, in part, my extended family is also to blame for the death of my diet and exercise program.  During this week it has been one family dinner after another.

             Sunday - Grandma's awesome previously described meal.
             Monday - Lunch at Westside Drive In (grease central...ick!)
             Tuesday - Lasagna Dinner at my parents
             Wednesday - Lasagna at Uncle Oren's (yes...again)
             Thursday - Whatever the church ladies send home with us!

You might be thinking that perhaps I could take personal responsibility for what I am putting in my mouth, and I suppose if I were sitting in your shoes I would have the exact same opinion on the matter.  However, you are not in the midst of the most epic battle of food vs treadmill! You are not on the front lines! I defy anyone in my position to say "no" to all the amazing home cooked meals that are being paraded in front of me daily.  I challenge any one of you to turn down a little old church lady's homemade casserole with a simple, "As amazing as that looks, please pass the celery instead"! We all know that those are the BEST casseroles on the planet!  In my weakened, sickly state how can you possibly expect me to have the will power and strength to pass on such deliciousness?!? Have you no heart?!?

At this point my only hope is to wait it out until Friday when all the extended family is leaving and there will be no more home cooked meals and family dinners to attend.  I will then have time to go back to the gym and my meager meals of apples and string cheese will once again become the norm.  I have exactly 48 more hours and I will be home free!!