Having my husband measure the pasta really helped. Depending on the day I tell people 'This is all ice cream', 'This is all cheese', meaning me being overweight. Oh, excuse me, "obese". But ultimately, it is all about pasta. Until 2 years ago when we started doing family dinners, I probably ate pasta for dinner 5 nights a week, and probably 6-7 oz all for me. I am by far an overeater versus a junk food eater. Though I was a junk food eater as a child because we had zero junk food in our house so I would get it whenever I could.
Had I not had my husband measure the pasta, he would have probably cooked 12-16 oz and we would have finished it. I would have had 2-3 helpings, potentially nibbling the last bits out of the colander as I cleaned up.
8 oz was a perfect amount for the 4 of us, with enough left over for my daughter's lunch. I won't say I wished there was more. But I am glad there was not. Sitting here now I feel a twinge of hunger but I am not going to do anything about it. Not eating after dinner has been something I have usually been pretty good at.
I did have thoughts of other food today. I checked my blackberry in my car before going into work. Several emails outlined another crazy day. My first instinct was to get a breakfast sandwich and yogurt parfait on my way into work. But I refrained - the major thing keeping me away from the cafeteria was the thought of weigh-in tomorrow. I felt tempted again at lunch time when I wasn't able to have my 11:30 am lunch and didn't get lunch until 1 pm - Most of the co-workers I am working in the same room with had come in with their lunches from the cafeteria and it all looked so good! I had left myself get too hungry. But thankfully I was again able to stave off my temptations.
Here is to another good day tomorrow.