I took Dancer to Nutcracker practice in the afternoon. My mom and step-dad picked her up so she could go back and work on a card for her dad. Dancer always makes hand-made cards for birthdays. Dodger and I met them all at a little Mexican restaurant in town. We got there at 4 and we were the only people in there at that time. I had looked up Mexican food on the net before we went so I would know what to order. The websites that I read all recommended fajitas, so that's what I got. I ordered the chicken fajitas minus the tortilla wraps. It came with rice and refried beans (which I didn't eat) and lettuce w/ guacamole and pico de gallo. I asked for it without the guacamole. I love guacamole but it's too high in calories for me right now. I got so much food that I only ate half of it. The internet said that most chicken fajitas have somewhere between 330-360 calories. I logged the whole amount even though I only ate half of it. When I go out to eat, I always over budget it just to be safe.
After dinner we went back to my mom's for ice cream and cake. Dancer was full and didn't want any. I didn't have any cake and only a small scoop of ice cream. I can't believe there was 180 in 1/2 cup of that ice cream. My mom knows I'm counting my calories, so why not pick up something lighter. Ugh. We chatted and watched a little TV. Around 6:30, DH told me he was ready to go. Normally Dancer would have stayed but last night she chose to come with us. I don't think she was feeling good. I think dinner was messing with her stomach.
The rest of the night, I just hung out and watched TV. The only good thing on was Desperate Housewives. I did watch part of the A.L. series, too. I was hoping the Angels would win but they didn't. So, the Yankees and the Phillies are going to be in the World Series.
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