That was such a great Thanksgiving weekend. In terms of dieting, the only time that I got out of control was yesterday- my boyfriend was an ass on the phone (i.e. said he didn't miss me when I said I missed him, it was only a three day weekend, etc., jerk), and then I went and ate a ton of potato salad and cheese. Then the day beforehand, my mom and I went shopping on "Black Friday," and then I asked if we could possible pick up those slim fast drinks so that I could give it a try. And this is completely silly of me, but my mom just said sure, and we got it like it was anything else. She was trying to make me comfortable, and I'm extremely stubborn so even if she didn't think I needed to go on a diet she knows that I would insist on it, but it would've been nice to hear her insist that I'm "skin and bones and don't need to diet" or something along those lines. Oh, and the one other thing that happened was I went out to eat with some old friends I ran into later that day, and we all ordered salads. But this was so bizarre. I ordered a large caeser salad, but since I'm partially veggie it was just a big bowl of lettuce and cheese so I had it down in a matter of minutes. Everyone else had a ton of stuff in theirs, but they barely ate anything. They all skimmed the top of their salads, and then sent them away, and didn't even take them home. What is wrong with people? Why order food at all if you're just pretending to eat? It's wasteful moneywise, foodwise, and naturewise. Over the weekend, I did note that my weakness seems to be cheese. Until I'm a little more active I should lay off it a bit.