Day 6- Double Whammy

Temptation sat in last night. Going to the dinner at the Country Club AND a wedding reception- in the same building. 2 words: Booze and wedding cake. Good God, what was I thinking going to the club on the cleanse? Well, I made it home alive, alcohol and wedding cake free, but it wasn't easy:

I met Fredly at the club after his radio shift for our normal Friday "date night". We always eat at the club and then have drinks with our golfing buddies. We walk in and our favorite waiter, Carl, has our table ready for us. They seat us and Stacy asks us if we want "our usual" cocktails of choice. "I'll have water, no lemon please", I say. You know those shows where someone says something outlandish and there is music in the background and then it sounds like a record sreeching- yep, that's what happened when I ordered a water. In the three years we have been members at Summit Chase Country Club, this was a first. But...immediately, Stacy goes right to, "Your PREGNANT! Oh my god everyone is pregnant, Alicia, Tiffany"... I stopped her right there. No I am not pregnant. I went in to my whole story about the cleanse and why I am on the cleanse. Geez, to get a glass of water it took 15 minutes just because I had to explain why I wasn't having the "house red" or a "texas margarita"-- I didn't know that not having an alcoholic beverage was such big news. But hey, I am the one that keeps a koozie in my golf bag and in my purse. LOL. So I got my water and ordered my "yummy" chicken breast, veggies and a baked potato- and that almost got the same attention as ordering water. Friday night is also prime rib night and yep, you guessed it, this Kansas girl always gets the prime rib on Friday night.
I successfully made it through dinner, but now for the even harder part- a wedding reception. Our good friends Ron and Adrienne got hitched (yay and congrats) last night at the club as well. We were invited to the reception to join in the celebration and festivities. We greeted the bride and groom with hugs and congratulations after their nuptials and sat at our table for the next round of "food" that was starting to close in on my little cleanse world. Oh no....wedding cake! And, to add more stress to the situation, our favorite waiter, Carl, made the cake and has stressed to me numerous times over the evening, "Girl, you gotta a least try a sliver- I made it!". Sigh. Now I have pressure to eat cake. I felt like I was back in high school with the peer pressure to drink my first budweiser. Do I do it or not? One piece won't hurt right? I can workout or do an extra shake or something in the the morning- no big deal. I was starting to pit out--- my dove deodorant wasn't cutting the stress that was before me. I started biting my lip- I was downing water like you wouldn't believe. I couldn't do it- I just can't! "Let's go". I told Fred. "They just sat down for their formal dinner", he said- "the reception hasn't even started yet. " I couldn't do it. I'm not ready. I signed our dinner bill and snuck out the side door and out to my car. I feel bad I ditched on our friends, but I made a commitment to myself to take this cleanse seriously. I drove home with the sunroof open (no Burger King smells this time) and sighed a sigh of relief. One bullet dodged. But I know there will be many more. My gosh, I am only on day 6- what more can happen in 22 days? :) Stay tuned!
I also want to thank my wonderful supportive hubby, Fred in this process as well. I didn't mention it, but he too, didn't order his normal captain and coke and also ate healthy as well (he had a petite fillet, but hey, it wasn't the cowboy sirloin.) Thanks Fredly! I love you!
Happy reading and talk to you tomorrow!! Snakkes! (Good-bye in Norwegian)