I don't even know where I left off....

So I'm just going to keeep going. :)

Friday. I think it was Friday. We went to dinner at Dada's in Delray Beach. One of the very best dinners I've had in a long, long time.

We had wine.



And Grilled Brie. This was delicious.



Our dinners...

Erin's Butternut Squash Raviloi with thyme asparagus cream sauce and artichoke hearts.



Jen's Chicken Del Rio - with avocado, provalone, black bean puree and jasmine rice.



I had a filet with crabmeat, asparagus and mashed potatoes.



I ate almost every last bite.



Then there was a little of this...



And a little of this....



At one point we thought this was a great idea. I remember eating fries and tasting one of the chicken fingers.




A big thank you to Jean our cab driver for putting up with us and going to the drive thru on our way home.

Saturday I had a peanut butter and bacon sandwich.



Jen, Erin and I stopped at the Carolina Ale House to 'put out the fire' as my dad is fond of saying.



We had boneless buffalo wings to start.



And I had a burger w/some onion strings. I ate about 2/3 of it and left some fries.



We laid low and watched The Hangover (appropriate!) and Uncle Red made us dinner.

Salad. Which I did not eat.



Pasta - which I did eat.



And ice cream - which I definitely ate.



Sunday. We're at Sunday right? Peanut butter sandwich for breakfast. Lunch...was homemade bar food (made by moi!) as we watched football. I'll post recipes sometime soon I promise!!

Turkey Nachos with Jen's DELICIOUS homemade guacamole.



Balsamic Wings.



My plate.



A little later I had a small slice of pizza.



And some more ice cream.



Here is where I say I'm eternally grateful we don't have Blue Bell Ice Cream in NYC. This stuff was amazing. Also why I don't ever buy ice cream. I'm powerless. Completely powerless.

And I think that's enough to hold you for now. I'll give you the rundown on the rest tomorrow.

I know what you're thinking but let me tell you I am feeling zero guilt. I needed a vacation in every sense of the word. Jen and I exercised 2 out of the 3 days (either running or walking or a combo of both). We went shopping one day and I zipped up size 8 jeans. I bought the 10 - but the 8 ZIPPED UP FULLY. That's amazing. I ate out a ton but left something on my plate at every meal but breakfast.

All in all I think it was just what the doctor ordered.

Speaking of the doctor - I'm having a physical tomorrow - first time since I lost weight. Is it weird that I'm kind of excited???