On Mothers' Day, a big group of my family went to a mexican restaurant. We went in and the waiter asked if he could get us something to drink. I said just bring me a glass of ice. he said excuse me? i said i want a glass of ice. So, he brought me a glass of ice, and when he took our order and left, I pulled out my diet rite, popped it open and poured it in my glass. My family was laughing at me but there was nothing on the menu short of water for me to drink. I said I don't care if they want to charge me for a full glass of soda, but I am drinking my diet rite. Well, they were snacking on tortilla chips and dip while waiting for food. I resisted that and ordered a grilled chicken. It came with beans and rice. I only ate my grilled chicken. But, I was so proud of myself for overcoming that and wanted to share it with people who understood.