My husband and I went to the winter opening of the art museum on campus last night, and after browsing a few of the new exhibits, we decided to make our way up to the 5th floor where a fantastic view of the city is afforded. Thankfully, most of the activities were going on downstairs, so the 5th floor was rather quiet. We found a couch directly in front of the largest picture window which overlooks the city, the lake and unfortunately Sprawl-Mart and took a seat. It had gotten dark outside, so what we were able to make out was mostly the lights (which is why Sprawl-Mart was so obvious). As we sat there taking in everything, I noticed something I hadn't at first, my reflection in the window. It literally almost knocked me over. I stared at my upper body with awe; I couldn't believe that was me! That skinny person staring back at me is ... me! No, freaking, way!! There's no longer a curve outward from my shoulders; my arms just drop straight down. I honestly think that was the biggest shock for me. I'm really not accurately describing how I felt, though. I'm not sure that I can.
From the museum we went to a restaurant neither of us had ever been to before. There we enjoyed good wine, a fantastic fondue and other things I shouldn't have eaten. None of it was too horrible though, and while I honestly never really had a problem with significant overeating before WLS, what I've found now is I'm able to manage what I eat (in terms of portion) so much more easily now. I know that if I push it, I'll end up feeling horribly, more horribly than I ever did after overeating before WLS. So, I just don't do it.
After dinner, we decided to go to a local cafe for their Friday night Jazz. We both had tea and soaked in the atmosphere. It was a fantastic night! I hope there are many more!