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I got a steak, which is rare for me. Getting a steak, not thesteak itself. My family didn't have steak when I was a child. We were to poor and had to large a family to afford that so I never got in the habit of eating it. On top of which I am not a big fan of any large chunk of meat., I seldom eat portions larger than the side dishs that I will be eating. When I do decide to get steak it is usually a fillet about eight onces or so, even then it is usually for a special occasion. But this time I had seen an advert the night before for Chile's fillet, garlic potatoes and onion strings and decided that that was what I wanted. Andy being the good boy that he usually is got red beans and rice. He eats a very good diet normally which is one of the reasons that he is in such good shape. But normally he sets Sundays aside to have what ever he wants. Sunday is when he eats the normal fat filled high calery American fare. For some reason this time he was acually in the mood for something healthy.
My steak as expected was delicious and I ate the whole thing. Cleaning my plate is something I rarely do. First off I usually tire of the food before my plate is clean. Secondly most things are served in way to large of portions for the average person. If I don't tire of it I realize, half way through the meal, that I am satisfied and just stop. The few times I clean my plate I usually do so in anticipation of a second helping which I then proceed not to finish. I have even been known to either eat my desert first, sacralige I know, or to finish half my plate and move on to the desert. This unfortunately has changed. I have been easily finishing all on my plate all to often since I quit smoking in January. Which is one of the reasons that sweater that I like so well would not look good on me.
After lunch we went on to a couple more stores and decided that was enough shopping for one day. From there we went back to Andy's house to string some Christms lights. I am proud of him. He usually goes over board when it comes to christmas decorating but this year he only put up a little. After chatting with him and his roommate I decided that I was pooped and decided to head home. I had intended to put up the bush and wrap the packages when I got home but instead decided to call it a day and just vegitate. That was the end of my exciting weekend.
ciao
