Why have sauce with the dinner when you can have dinner with the sauce?

In Sweden we have something we call ”fredaysmys” or ”Friday cosiness” for you.
The fact that we have an actual word for it may sound a bit silly but it's massive in Sweden so go there and say it and we'll all know what you're on about. Basically, it's the Friday night, the first night where you can sit with your family and stay up and eat and drink good and you don't have to worry about getting up the morning after.
There’s even a song about it

"Det finns en dag då man kan andas ut.
Man slipper chefens tjat & kommer hem till slut.
Since i move here all i do is mysa mys. (yes we do)
Det är dags för fredags mys, om det så är det sista jag gör.
Snart är det fredags mys. hoppas inte föräldrarna stör.
Nu är det slut på veckan, det är dags för fredags mys!"

"There's a day when you can relax.
You don't have to hear the boss nagging and you get home on time.
Since I move here all I do is "mysa mys" (yes we do).
It's time for fredagsmys, even if it's the last thing I'll do.
It'll soon be fredagsmys, hope the parents won't disturb.
This is the end of the week, it's time for fredagsmys!"

So yeah as you may have guessed the advert is for crisps and that there's no fredagsmys without crisps.
But for us dieters it's all about doing the best of the situation.
So my "fredagsmys" treat last night was beef with cheese, hollandaise sauce and underground vegetables. A bit naughty but still within the limit of 20 grams of carbohydrates per day.

I love fredagsmys!

Better than a chinese

Have done a fair bit of work today so treated myself to two squares of chocolate. 85-%-and-therefor-I'm-allowed-to-eat-chocolate of course.

FAILURE

So, Easter time ey? Two weeks off uni and the chance to take my work load with me and go home to Sweden to see family and friends.
Yeah right!

This was the plan!

Mr Huggable and me in January. JANUARY!!!

Oh yes, I too was meant to go home to Sweden and see the guy I'm dating and maybe give my mother a little visit to say "hello how are you". But nooooo, I'm destined to be at uni with a lot of work to do and no one to go to sleep with at night thanks to lack of funding and the realisation that I sometimes tend to be followed by bad luck that I had a feeling would strike when overseas and my computer would fail where there's no university newsroom in sight to work in. So here I am.


What's the solution to this then?


This is!!!!

I don't care what any experts say. Comfort eating rocks! Especially when it's a chinese take away with so much sweet and sour sauce the artificial colours in it could re-paint the whole university.
The good thing is that it feels good until tomorrow morning when I wake up and feel like shit and I realise how good proper food makes me feel and I won't want any more shit food.
But still, it's in me now so thank God I'm playing squash in the morning and that in around five weeks time I will be back in Sweden.

But then again, is it so bad to fail? I have to live, don't I?