First hurdle

I was sure yesterday would be a disaster, as my Mum and sister always come to mine on a thursday night and we watch my box set of Six Feet Under (I lust after Nate, he's scrumptious!) and we eat lots and lots. I cook each week, because I love cooking, but we always overeat in a big way.

I felt sick for alot of the day as the Met is still doing its thing, so I wasn't overkeen on going out. In the end Grace and I put Eva to bed and then she helped me make soup. A packet of dried soup mix (pearl barley, lentils, beans, peas ) then chopped carrots, mushrooms, peppers, onions and leeks, a big splodge of liquid stock, veggie worcester sauce (Lea and Perrins has anchovies in, yuck) and some marmite and tomato ketchup and voila, thick vegetable and bean soup. I had some wholegrain bread in the freezer, so I defrosted that and warmed it through in the oven and we had a very nice,very filling meal without me feeling like I'd overdon it.

I had poached eggs and beans on toast for breakfast, and soup for lunch and tea, so not a bad day at all. Poached eggs are easy with my simple way of doing it - fill a frying pan with boiling water from the kettle and put the gas on under the pan. Crack in two eggs and leave the heat on under it for exactly one minute, then put a lid on it, turn the heat off and leave to stand. Delia advises 10 minutes but I think that makes the yolks hard, so I do 6 minutes.

We have got a family party tomorrow (saturday) so I'm a bit concerned about that, but I need to think positively, I am in this for the long haul so if I have one day when I eat a little bit more then it doesn't mean I've blown it and we might as well eat a chinese on the way home. This business is nothing to do with a diet and everything to do with what is going on in my head. Oh dear.....!