Unhealthy Eating...

This past week has been crazy hectic and I'm ashamed to admit that I've been eating out way too much. I'm the type of person who usually eats a small breakfast, followed by a lean cuisine or salad for lunch, a sensible dinner, and a few snacks throughout the day. Don't get me wrong, I do have a piece of chocolate after lunch and occasionally stray from my normal eating habits, but I pretty much stick to this routine. One week ago (last Thursday), Rob and I ate at Chili's for a quick dinner before we did some grocery shopping. This past Friday, my favorite girlies and I had dinner out at Olive Garden, followed by watching Eat, Pray, Love and Investigation Discovery. Word to the wise, don't watch this show late at night when you are by yourself, have no weapons, and are easily scared. Anyways, on Saturday Rob and I ate at Soups and Scoops for lunch, although it’s like a home-style family-owned business I still consider it 'eating out.' Then, we traveled to Cherokee, N.C. where we ate at the casino buffet for dinner. This was after Rob won over $4500 on a slot machine! HA! It was awesome, and I couldn't have cared at the time where we ate dinner. The next morning, we ate at Paula Dean's Kitchen for breakfast, which was great but heavily stuffed with all sorts of carbs and unhealthy-feeling foods. This is when all of the eating out started to catch up with me. I felt sluggish and just generally unhealthy. The food was so heavy on my system I didn't even eat a lunch. For dinner, we went to Lauren and TJ's house to watch the Superbowl and had homemade petros, which is the most normal dinner I've had this week. Monday night was Jessica's birthday and we all went and ate at Wasabi. Tuesday night, I met up with my good friend, Nikki, and her baby boy for dinner at Applebee's. I hadn't seen her in like four months, so I was really just there to catch up with her, but of course I ate. Last night, I had my Europe-traveling buddies come over to watch videos on the locations we'll be traveling to, and Rob brought home a pizza from Pizza Hut. Ok, so basically I feel disgusting. It's not so much I feel guilty, or that I'm gaining weight (surprisingly I'm not....at least not yet), but I feel gross and sluggish. So, starting tonight I'm getting back in the swing of things. Rob and I need to get back to making more dinners at home. I enjoy his cooking much better than any restaurant we've gone too anyway, so it shouldn't be too hard. We've even planned this year's Valentine's Day meal at home, our own homemade fondue dinner. Yummo!