The sound of rain battering against my window woke me this morning, then, just as I started to drift again... hailstones. Even though I'd slept like I was dead until that point, I knew the body wasn't up to a run this morning so I kept rearranging myself, first on one side then the other, and remained in a my cocoon for a bit longer.
Still feel a bit queasy, I'd better hurry and sort myself out as I'm back to work tomorrow.
The sun is now shining but it's still cold and I have layers on today. I confess that I have a clashing pattern thing going on, I think it goes, but I may well get home and wonder what was I thinking? We're supposed to be in for a heatwave in June, (from tomorrow,) so I'm eagerly looking forward to finally discarding the boots and scarves.
As usual on my day off, I'm here in my lovely and welcoming Starbucks and I can hear behind me, (but don't want to turn around,) the unmistakable tones of a member of staff who used to work in my last regular Starbucks haunt before it closed down. Problem is, I can't remember her name. I do remember that she always used to call me "Jenny." You know when you miss the opportunity to correct someone without making them feel bad or you're just too polite and then the opportunity is gone and you are forever Jenny? Well, say hello to Jenny. I was just impressed that out of all the customers she must have seen, she remembered it started with a "J!" It even got to the point where if there was a long queue, she would shout down; "usual Jenny?" and I'd answer knowing that she was talking to me. If she's moved to my new Starbucks, I may have to change my name.
Not sure if it's the weather but decision making seems to be so difficult just now. I'm talking about everything; what to wear, what to eat, what to study? Which career? Where to live? I wish I could hand over the reins to someone to do all of the thinking for me. I could have a snooze and they could wake me when everything has been decided. They'd take me by the shoulders, point me in the right direction and then give me a gentle push to get me going. I think the problem is that I've had too much time on my hands lately and too much time to think. When did thinking ever lead to any good? ;)
Last night, I emailed yet another fashion and style emporium to see if I could get some feedback on the jewellery. I'm not expecting a response but you never know. I've contacted various places so far, I've been formal, informal, business like, friendly, funny. After spending three days compiling the latest email, it would probably be described as rambling at best, still, if a fellow rambler reads it, it could all work out okay.
Tuesday, 31 May 2011
Monday, 30 May 2011
30th May
I was ill yesterday afternoon, (think I poisoned myself, ) and so took myself off to bed to sleep for a few hours. Felt much better later, but cold which I continued to be all night, even socks and a hot water bottle couldn't help me at bedtime. Feel better today but my grey pallor matches the sky. Only jogged for 20 minutes as legs didn't feel like they belonged to me but I don't feel too guilty.
It's a Bank Holiday here today and in time honoured tradition, we have torrential rain. I was supposed to be going on a nice, long walk today but it's not looking quite so tempting now.
Watched an episode of Bondi Vet this morning with slight trepidation. I was traumatised after the last one I watched as the vet took a baby Kangaroo home to nurse as he needed round the clock feeds. I got all caught up in the plight of Beanie (the baby kanga,) only to have him croak at the end. So you can imagine my horror when I switch over and there is another tiny, cute and lovable baby kangaroo peering down the camera lens at me. Anyway, after 30, heart stopping minutes, baby kangaroo lived to see another day. Lucky the cat... didn't. Not sure I can keep watching this show.
It's a Bank Holiday here today and in time honoured tradition, we have torrential rain. I was supposed to be going on a nice, long walk today but it's not looking quite so tempting now.
Watched an episode of Bondi Vet this morning with slight trepidation. I was traumatised after the last one I watched as the vet took a baby Kangaroo home to nurse as he needed round the clock feeds. I got all caught up in the plight of Beanie (the baby kanga,) only to have him croak at the end. So you can imagine my horror when I switch over and there is another tiny, cute and lovable baby kangaroo peering down the camera lens at me. Anyway, after 30, heart stopping minutes, baby kangaroo lived to see another day. Lucky the cat... didn't. Not sure I can keep watching this show.
Sunday, 29 May 2011
29th May
It took me ages to decide what to wear this morning due to the weather, finally decided on navy blue, long sleeved Top Shop T, jeans, teal jacket, (yep, it's still going strong and still has the Swarvoski pin in the lapel you got me one year,) Pandora, and in honour of Offspring's Nina, a long, thin, teal scarf with sliver thread running through it and silver balls on the edges. (Realise it probably sounds disgusting but trust me.)
I caught a bit of 10 Years Younger US this morning while I had my coffee and PB on toast... more of which later. They put this poor woman in the most unflattering outfit imaginable. The lady in question had a strong physique, (think lady rugby player,) broad, muscular back, strong, big, muscular arms. What did they put her in? A turquoise, satin, very low backed, halter necked, cowl fronted dress! I can't even bring myself to describe the shoes. Apart from the outfit, she looked great.
Back to the toast situation. I think I'm losing my mind. Made coffee and plugged in toaster then hung around for a while. Unscrewed PB jar in readiness. Waited some more. Finally noticed that toaster was not glowing orange from inside. Stuck hand in toaster. I know... you don't have to tell me. Realised not only had I not pushed the slide thing down to turn the toaster on, but I hadn't even put the bread in there. What do we think? Insane?
Massive arm workout last night... arms killing me today.
Desperately trying to embrace the fact that the teenager next door is learning to play the drums.
Recently read / discussed / pondered;
Always wear a good sports bra and change it every six months to a year. (Damn it.)
Zinc is good for the skin so dig out those supplements.
Where you born on a cusp? (You weren't sweetie.) I was... this explains so much!
I caught a bit of 10 Years Younger US this morning while I had my coffee and PB on toast... more of which later. They put this poor woman in the most unflattering outfit imaginable. The lady in question had a strong physique, (think lady rugby player,) broad, muscular back, strong, big, muscular arms. What did they put her in? A turquoise, satin, very low backed, halter necked, cowl fronted dress! I can't even bring myself to describe the shoes. Apart from the outfit, she looked great.
Back to the toast situation. I think I'm losing my mind. Made coffee and plugged in toaster then hung around for a while. Unscrewed PB jar in readiness. Waited some more. Finally noticed that toaster was not glowing orange from inside. Stuck hand in toaster. I know... you don't have to tell me. Realised not only had I not pushed the slide thing down to turn the toaster on, but I hadn't even put the bread in there. What do we think? Insane?
Massive arm workout last night... arms killing me today.
Desperately trying to embrace the fact that the teenager next door is learning to play the drums.
Recently read / discussed / pondered;
Always wear a good sports bra and change it every six months to a year. (Damn it.)
Zinc is good for the skin so dig out those supplements.
Where you born on a cusp? (You weren't sweetie.) I was... this explains so much!
Saturday, 28 May 2011
Wet & Windy
I almost left without Pandora this morning. I would have felt totally naked!
So, you probably noticed that the world did not end last weekend as predicted by 89 year old Harold Camping, I was really pleased because I haven't even finished writing my bucket list, let alone ticked off my activities, plus, did you know you would have been one of the first to go due to the pesky time difference? So, really glad you're still reading... you are still reading, right? Anyway, it's been postponed until 21st October so you'd better make a note in your diary, and make sure you phone me on the 20th just to be on the safe side. Looking on the bright side, between now and then, I intend to consume my own body weight in pizza. All is not lost.
Incidentally, if you had an 89 year old relative that was extremely vocal about the world coming to an end, you may not feel the need to check them into a care home, but wouldn't you gently but firmly, steer them in the opposite direction of the World's press?
I spent an hour yesterday afternoon watching the latest Grey's Anatomy and the occasion of Callie and Arizona's wedding. I realise this won't mean much but you should know that I spent most of that hour crying my eyes out. Who doesn't love a wedding and how often do you get to ogle two wedding dresses at the same time? I was in wedding heaven.
The Obama's hit London this week and I have to say, I think they are the most charismatic couple to hit the White House since JFK and Jackie. The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge had a brief meeting with the presidential duo and there was of course a photo opportunity to capture the moment. HRH looked her usual regal self, God bless her, earlier, Sam Cam had worn an outfit costing thousands, Michelle wore an outfit by a British designer, (good thinking,) which again, cost thousands and what did Kate wear? A nude, £175.00 dress from Reiss! What a girl. Kate is going to do wonders for both the House of Windsor and the economy over the years, well done Kate.
I have totally caved today and I'm wearing an autumn/winter jacket which has fleecy lining! It's cold, wet and windy... again. Much more of this and I'll be moving in with you after all.
I did blitz the kitchen yesterday, I was almost high on the smell of bleach. Then I made a huge batch of chili for the freezer.
I ran a very up tempo 35 minutes yesterday morning and again this morning and I did more plies and arms, more to come later.
Hair is kind of wavy today, I twisted it up while I finished getting ready and hey presto, 30 minutes later, I had waves.
"The Middle" was so funny last night. The youngest child had an irrational fear of a bridge spanning a stream so each time the family headed out in that direction, they needed to take a 10 minute detour and the Dad kept getting a speeding ticket. They reasoned with him, pleaded, threatened, bribed, there were tears, (from the parents,) and the 14 year old angst ridden daughter, wanted to buy a new bikini. You can imagine the abuse the mother was subjected to, you really need to watch this. It has to be written by parents.
Dylan Lauren, (daughter of Ralph,) is to be married next month, anyone else dying to see the dress or is it just me? Imagine the pressure on Dad... I'm sure he can handle it.
This week, I have discovered and used up, three old lip glosses and the dregs that remained inside them and another Clinique sample mascara, this one has a brush though so I'm less likely to stab my eyes out. Amazing what you can find in your drawers.
Is it almost five years since you set off on your adventure? You'll be pleased to know that the photo of us at your farewell meal is now in a nice frame, and I've been thinking of your family farewell party too, I tried desperately hard to be brave... and desperately failed.
Love you x
So, you probably noticed that the world did not end last weekend as predicted by 89 year old Harold Camping, I was really pleased because I haven't even finished writing my bucket list, let alone ticked off my activities, plus, did you know you would have been one of the first to go due to the pesky time difference? So, really glad you're still reading... you are still reading, right? Anyway, it's been postponed until 21st October so you'd better make a note in your diary, and make sure you phone me on the 20th just to be on the safe side. Looking on the bright side, between now and then, I intend to consume my own body weight in pizza. All is not lost.
Incidentally, if you had an 89 year old relative that was extremely vocal about the world coming to an end, you may not feel the need to check them into a care home, but wouldn't you gently but firmly, steer them in the opposite direction of the World's press?
I spent an hour yesterday afternoon watching the latest Grey's Anatomy and the occasion of Callie and Arizona's wedding. I realise this won't mean much but you should know that I spent most of that hour crying my eyes out. Who doesn't love a wedding and how often do you get to ogle two wedding dresses at the same time? I was in wedding heaven.
The Obama's hit London this week and I have to say, I think they are the most charismatic couple to hit the White House since JFK and Jackie. The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge had a brief meeting with the presidential duo and there was of course a photo opportunity to capture the moment. HRH looked her usual regal self, God bless her, earlier, Sam Cam had worn an outfit costing thousands, Michelle wore an outfit by a British designer, (good thinking,) which again, cost thousands and what did Kate wear? A nude, £175.00 dress from Reiss! What a girl. Kate is going to do wonders for both the House of Windsor and the economy over the years, well done Kate.
I have totally caved today and I'm wearing an autumn/winter jacket which has fleecy lining! It's cold, wet and windy... again. Much more of this and I'll be moving in with you after all.
I did blitz the kitchen yesterday, I was almost high on the smell of bleach. Then I made a huge batch of chili for the freezer.
I ran a very up tempo 35 minutes yesterday morning and again this morning and I did more plies and arms, more to come later.
Hair is kind of wavy today, I twisted it up while I finished getting ready and hey presto, 30 minutes later, I had waves.
"The Middle" was so funny last night. The youngest child had an irrational fear of a bridge spanning a stream so each time the family headed out in that direction, they needed to take a 10 minute detour and the Dad kept getting a speeding ticket. They reasoned with him, pleaded, threatened, bribed, there were tears, (from the parents,) and the 14 year old angst ridden daughter, wanted to buy a new bikini. You can imagine the abuse the mother was subjected to, you really need to watch this. It has to be written by parents.
Dylan Lauren, (daughter of Ralph,) is to be married next month, anyone else dying to see the dress or is it just me? Imagine the pressure on Dad... I'm sure he can handle it.
This week, I have discovered and used up, three old lip glosses and the dregs that remained inside them and another Clinique sample mascara, this one has a brush though so I'm less likely to stab my eyes out. Amazing what you can find in your drawers.
Is it almost five years since you set off on your adventure? You'll be pleased to know that the photo of us at your farewell meal is now in a nice frame, and I've been thinking of your family farewell party too, I tried desperately hard to be brave... and desperately failed.
Love you x
Friday, 27 May 2011
Happy Friday!
It's so cold here this week, my fingers keep going to sleep... as they are now. It feels like ages since I was last here, talking to you, but in contrast, the week wasn't too bad at all, I had good company in work which helps so much!
I haven't quite got the eating right this week and I keep getting home, totally running on empty. That was my long winded excuse to tell you I didn't put on the running shoes on Monday night. Tuesday, I went to donate blood. I go every three months but I'm usually only able to donate every six months as the iron runs a little low, still, as long as I go, I don't feel guilty, even if I can't donate. I donated in February so I was perfectly poised to be told, "thanks for coming but you didn't quite make it this time," swiftly followed by my coffee and biscuit and then I would return to work with all of my blood exactly where it was when I arrived at the donor centre.
They begin with the pin prick test. Have you ever seen Mr Burns from "The Simpson's" get punctured in any way? He doesn't bleed, instead, he lets out a little poof of air from the puncture hole, followed by what looks like a little dust...no blood. I'm a bit like that. My finger gets pricked and nothing happens, this is where the nurse grips my finger with both hands and squeezes with all her might to force the tiniest amount of pale red ooze from my finger.
The next part is my favourite bit, (I really need to get out more.) I play a bit of a game with myself, the object of the game is to get my tiny droplet to sink to the bottom of the pale blue liquid before it's timed out. My past performance has me being timed out altogether, has my droplet floating on the surface like a ping pong ball on a pond, has my droplet sinking 1cm then floating back to the surface again or... if I'm really lucky, it gently and very slowly sinks to the bottom just before the timer goes off, which means that I win, I mean, I get to donate. You can't wait to see what happened can you?
Not sure what I've done differently in the past three months, but my tiny droplet virtually plummeted through the pale blue liquid, how proud was I? After a short wait, I climbed onto the bed to make my 33rd donation. I've given approximately 19.5 litres of blood so far and there is approximately 5-6 litres in the human body at any time, amazing huh?
You'll have to skip over the next bit if it makes you as queasy as it did me. I'm not scared of needles or phobic about them, but just don't mess with them while they're actually in me or you may have to pass me a bucket. The needle didn't "quite" go in where it was supposed to, so another nurse had to come over and fiddle, then the scales which both weigh and agitate the blood to stop it from clotting, didn't work or weren't switched on and so they had to do this manually... so much excitement in one day!
Anyway, by the time I got home, I felt a bit funny, (probably hadn't eaten enough,) and both arms, (why both?) felt like lead, so I didn't run again, but, in my defence, you're not supposed to work out after a donation of more than a thimble full anyway.
Tuesday night, I went to bed after yet another day of the UK being battered by really strong winds, and with the Icelandic ash cloud already reaching Scotland and causing chaos there. I can't have been the only one who went to bed thinking; cloud of ash + strong winds, surely it won't hang around for too long. By Wednesday morning, the ash cloud had blown over to Germany and was causing chaos there instead, and my friend in work was able to jet off on holiday after all.
So, I may have been rubbish on the running front this week but I'm still the plie queen, (50-100 each night,) and yes, I can see a difference, plus, I did a massive arm workout on Sunday night and my shoulders were stiff until Wednesday!
If I had to guess what month it was, it looks and feels like October! It's windy, grey, cold and rainy. See what you're missing?
You know how untidy I am, so you'll understand my shock at being possessed by the ghost of houses tidy. At any spare moment, I've picking up and putting away. What is going on? Place is looking good and I feel like I can breath.
B came over on Tuesday afternoon to trim the hedge at the top of the drive for me. She was like a fairy and had been and gone before I even got home bless her. Probably a good thing as I'm not the most sociable by the time I get home as I'm so tired.
You must have heard the news about Cheryl Cole being unceremoniously dropped by the US X Factor? There has got to be more to this story than has been leaked so far and I can't wait to hear all the gossip.
Leaving here soon to recycle, blitz kitchen, (why does it always need doing?) Iron, dust etc, I need to strike while this tidy-up thing is hot!
I haven't quite got the eating right this week and I keep getting home, totally running on empty. That was my long winded excuse to tell you I didn't put on the running shoes on Monday night. Tuesday, I went to donate blood. I go every three months but I'm usually only able to donate every six months as the iron runs a little low, still, as long as I go, I don't feel guilty, even if I can't donate. I donated in February so I was perfectly poised to be told, "thanks for coming but you didn't quite make it this time," swiftly followed by my coffee and biscuit and then I would return to work with all of my blood exactly where it was when I arrived at the donor centre.
They begin with the pin prick test. Have you ever seen Mr Burns from "The Simpson's" get punctured in any way? He doesn't bleed, instead, he lets out a little poof of air from the puncture hole, followed by what looks like a little dust...no blood. I'm a bit like that. My finger gets pricked and nothing happens, this is where the nurse grips my finger with both hands and squeezes with all her might to force the tiniest amount of pale red ooze from my finger.
The next part is my favourite bit, (I really need to get out more.) I play a bit of a game with myself, the object of the game is to get my tiny droplet to sink to the bottom of the pale blue liquid before it's timed out. My past performance has me being timed out altogether, has my droplet floating on the surface like a ping pong ball on a pond, has my droplet sinking 1cm then floating back to the surface again or... if I'm really lucky, it gently and very slowly sinks to the bottom just before the timer goes off, which means that I win, I mean, I get to donate. You can't wait to see what happened can you?
Not sure what I've done differently in the past three months, but my tiny droplet virtually plummeted through the pale blue liquid, how proud was I? After a short wait, I climbed onto the bed to make my 33rd donation. I've given approximately 19.5 litres of blood so far and there is approximately 5-6 litres in the human body at any time, amazing huh?
You'll have to skip over the next bit if it makes you as queasy as it did me. I'm not scared of needles or phobic about them, but just don't mess with them while they're actually in me or you may have to pass me a bucket. The needle didn't "quite" go in where it was supposed to, so another nurse had to come over and fiddle, then the scales which both weigh and agitate the blood to stop it from clotting, didn't work or weren't switched on and so they had to do this manually... so much excitement in one day!
Anyway, by the time I got home, I felt a bit funny, (probably hadn't eaten enough,) and both arms, (why both?) felt like lead, so I didn't run again, but, in my defence, you're not supposed to work out after a donation of more than a thimble full anyway.
Tuesday night, I went to bed after yet another day of the UK being battered by really strong winds, and with the Icelandic ash cloud already reaching Scotland and causing chaos there. I can't have been the only one who went to bed thinking; cloud of ash + strong winds, surely it won't hang around for too long. By Wednesday morning, the ash cloud had blown over to Germany and was causing chaos there instead, and my friend in work was able to jet off on holiday after all.
So, I may have been rubbish on the running front this week but I'm still the plie queen, (50-100 each night,) and yes, I can see a difference, plus, I did a massive arm workout on Sunday night and my shoulders were stiff until Wednesday!
If I had to guess what month it was, it looks and feels like October! It's windy, grey, cold and rainy. See what you're missing?
You know how untidy I am, so you'll understand my shock at being possessed by the ghost of houses tidy. At any spare moment, I've picking up and putting away. What is going on? Place is looking good and I feel like I can breath.
B came over on Tuesday afternoon to trim the hedge at the top of the drive for me. She was like a fairy and had been and gone before I even got home bless her. Probably a good thing as I'm not the most sociable by the time I get home as I'm so tired.
You must have heard the news about Cheryl Cole being unceremoniously dropped by the US X Factor? There has got to be more to this story than has been leaked so far and I can't wait to hear all the gossip.
Leaving here soon to recycle, blitz kitchen, (why does it always need doing?) Iron, dust etc, I need to strike while this tidy-up thing is hot!
Sunday, 22 May 2011
Mr Beckham Strikes Again
It was so great to catch up, share and laugh with you this morning! The sun is now shining but it is really blowing a gale here, so glad I attacked the garden yesterday.
I jogged for an up tempo 40 minutes this morning and feel better for it, I'm going to aim for at least 20 minutes each afternoon when I get home, what do they say? It takes 30 days for something to become habit? Let's hope it's less time than that. I'll be doing some arms later on, at least I can see improvements there.
As I told you this morning, it's another short week for me this week, followed by an extra long weekend. I seem to be off more than I'm in at present, which is fine by me ;)
I'm pretty sure the new member of staff has given me a grande instead of a tall, which of course is lovely but I may be bouncing around later from the extra caffeine. Carol has just been over for a chat, we're really trying to synchronise schedules so that we can meet up and have a conversation outside of her work, I've told her we may need to make it about 3 months in advance then put it in our diaries in permanent marker and stick to it.
As I left this morning, I very carefully drove around a squirrel at the top of my road who was laying down... as if asleep. I'm really hoping he was just having a rest, a quick nap if you will, however when have you ever seen a squirrel lay still with a car approaching? I'm thinking he may have been hit but not run over and was very close to, if not passed his expiry date... shame.
I never did get to dive into the wardrobe yesterday, who knows where I'll end up today. B is supposed to be calling in after church for a quick cup of tea, then she'll leave me to my own devices.
Well, I fear I'm a bit boring of late, nothing seems to be firing my imagination. Hopefully I'll have something funny, interesting or exciting to tell you in the very near future.
As I leave, I thought I would share this with you, I'm not a huge footie fan but I can recognise talent and skill when I see it, enjoy some classic Beckham on me;
http://youtu.be/COpAf9QOvIM
I jogged for an up tempo 40 minutes this morning and feel better for it, I'm going to aim for at least 20 minutes each afternoon when I get home, what do they say? It takes 30 days for something to become habit? Let's hope it's less time than that. I'll be doing some arms later on, at least I can see improvements there.
As I told you this morning, it's another short week for me this week, followed by an extra long weekend. I seem to be off more than I'm in at present, which is fine by me ;)
I'm pretty sure the new member of staff has given me a grande instead of a tall, which of course is lovely but I may be bouncing around later from the extra caffeine. Carol has just been over for a chat, we're really trying to synchronise schedules so that we can meet up and have a conversation outside of her work, I've told her we may need to make it about 3 months in advance then put it in our diaries in permanent marker and stick to it.
As I left this morning, I very carefully drove around a squirrel at the top of my road who was laying down... as if asleep. I'm really hoping he was just having a rest, a quick nap if you will, however when have you ever seen a squirrel lay still with a car approaching? I'm thinking he may have been hit but not run over and was very close to, if not passed his expiry date... shame.
I never did get to dive into the wardrobe yesterday, who knows where I'll end up today. B is supposed to be calling in after church for a quick cup of tea, then she'll leave me to my own devices.
Well, I fear I'm a bit boring of late, nothing seems to be firing my imagination. Hopefully I'll have something funny, interesting or exciting to tell you in the very near future.
As I leave, I thought I would share this with you, I'm not a huge footie fan but I can recognise talent and skill when I see it, enjoy some classic Beckham on me;
http://youtu.be/COpAf9QOvIM
Saturday, 21 May 2011
Is it warm in here?
After another cloudy start but it's suddenly gone very warm, either that or I'm having a hot flush of some sort. I jogged for 45 minutes this morning and I re-jigged my play list last night so that it has the up tempo songs at the start, well, for the first 40 minutes.
Arrived home yesterday and ventured into the wilderness, (the back garden.) An hour later and I'd mowed the lawn twice, considering I'd neglected it for so long and the grass was almost as tall as me, it wasn't too bad. I'm a bit stiff today and it'll need doing again when I get home but it already looks pretty good!
One of the girls in work has been speaking in raptures for weeks about peanut butter on toast. It's not a stable in my pantry, but I do like peanut butter so decided to indulge this weekend and oh boy, is she right. I had it for breakfast today and yes, there is tons of fat packed into that jar but the majority of it is good fat and don't forget protein too, which my body needs... really, it does!
Do you watch The Middle? I've only seen a few episodes but it's very funny. It's Mum, Dad and three kids, with the story told from the Mum's perspective, I bet you'd appreciate it ;)
Did quite a big arm workout last night, wish the rest of me was as easy to tone as my arms.
I think I may need to delve into my wardrobes later and have a good clear out for charity. How can I have two and a half, pretty packed wardrobes and apparently have nothing to wear? In my defence, at least half of the clothes are "work wear," which of course I never do as I always wear the same pieces every week. There is something to be said for a uniform, even though we did have some humdingers once upon a time.
I'm going to shut up now as I'm rambling... more than usual.
Arrived home yesterday and ventured into the wilderness, (the back garden.) An hour later and I'd mowed the lawn twice, considering I'd neglected it for so long and the grass was almost as tall as me, it wasn't too bad. I'm a bit stiff today and it'll need doing again when I get home but it already looks pretty good!
One of the girls in work has been speaking in raptures for weeks about peanut butter on toast. It's not a stable in my pantry, but I do like peanut butter so decided to indulge this weekend and oh boy, is she right. I had it for breakfast today and yes, there is tons of fat packed into that jar but the majority of it is good fat and don't forget protein too, which my body needs... really, it does!
Do you watch The Middle? I've only seen a few episodes but it's very funny. It's Mum, Dad and three kids, with the story told from the Mum's perspective, I bet you'd appreciate it ;)
Did quite a big arm workout last night, wish the rest of me was as easy to tone as my arms.
I think I may need to delve into my wardrobes later and have a good clear out for charity. How can I have two and a half, pretty packed wardrobes and apparently have nothing to wear? In my defence, at least half of the clothes are "work wear," which of course I never do as I always wear the same pieces every week. There is something to be said for a uniform, even though we did have some humdingers once upon a time.
I'm going to shut up now as I'm rambling... more than usual.
Friday, 20 May 2011
Yes, It's Friday
It's Friday. It's true that I'm off again and it's also true that I'm heavily eating into my leave for this year which I was attempting to save and use sparsely, still, my body and brain are telling me that short weeks have been the way to go recently. Having said that, the week in work wasn't too terrible. I received some basic refresher training on Monday, (one demonstration and I was good to go,) and I've been on that work all week, so yes, it was boring but not quite as mind numbing as the past few weeks.
As I applied my mascara yesterday morning, (Clinique, High Lengths Mascara,) I marvelled that the wand must be, by far, the worst design in the world. I really shouldn't complain as it was a freebie but you know that I'm going to. The wand is basically a curved stick with a minute comb with the tiniest and shortest of teeth on one side. One minute I was staring into the mirror with these musings going on my head, the next moment, I'd stabbed myself in the eye with the stick which surely demonstrates my point? I spent the next ten minutes of my temporary blindness with streaming tears and a smarting eyeball. The bloodshot look is not one I would recommend, it still feels a bit scratched today but it's okay, and I can see, just about.
I slept like a log last night in my snugly bed and had to have a conversation with myself this morning, (in my head... please tell me I'm not the only one,) to convince myself to get up and work out rather than spending an extra 30 decadent minutes in my nest.
So, jog I did, for 50 minutes. I'm not going to pretend that I enjoyed it or that it was pretty, but that's my own fault as I've really let things slide recently. However, Kourtney Kardashian is featured in this months Shape magazine, ( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1388461/Kourtney-Kardashian-reveals-running-got-shape-pregnancy.html & www.shape.com ) and the black and white picture of her motivated me enough to separate my back from the mattress and put on my running shoes. KK is a runner apparently and she looks amazing, so it's time for me to step up the running again. And just in the nick of time by all accounts, I have put on weight since New Year, I'm being polite, as I'm not weight training, let's face it, the "weight" I have gained is pure fat. I got on the floor after my run to do some stretches and as I started to get up, I glanced at my midriff and thought hmmm, that's not too bad, then I realised all of the fat had slid to the back and was temporarily hiding out of sight.
I attempted to try something new this week, I've kept up with the Plies as prescribed by Tracy Anderson as one of the key moves and was totally impressed by her Metamorphosis Infomercial. Metamorphosis is her latest program, you buy the workout best suited to hit your problem areas and the results and transformations as shown in the infomercial are incredible, stuff you can only dream about. Anyway, the DVD set isn't massively expensive for what you get but not only can I not afford at present but I'm not sure I have the gumption to stick with it for the allotted time. So, my mantra of "something is better than nothing," got me investigating for alternatives and I found a dance cardio workout on You Tube which may just give me a boost.
A gentleman called Franco Valiente contacted Ms Anderson to say he would never in a million years be able to master one of her dance cardio workouts as they were too difficult, and so she posted on You Tube a specially devised, "easy" cardio workout for Mr Valiente. So, I've challenged myself to learn the routine and I figure that once mastered, I reckon that 15-20 minutes of this cardio would at least equal an hour of gentle jogging and so would save me heaps of time.
God bless Tracy Anderson but if this is easy, I would hate to attempt a difficult routine, still, it's not impossible. I managed a measly 3 minutes one night and my heart was pounding. Can you imagine how much you would sweat in 20 minutes? I already believe that there will be quite a bit of free styling on my part even after I have "learned" the routine but it looks like fun and promises wonders so we'll see. If I can keep up with Tracy for the first 5 minutes by this time next week, I'll be more than happy.
I'm persevering with the head. It's a good cut, I think my hair is just too thick for the style and I constantly feel like I'm wearing a heavy, fur ruff around my neck. I'm giving it a bit more time, hoping that it grows into something comfortable, if not, I'll be heading back for some layers.
Did I tell you I finally entered the mentoring competition? I plumped for the jewellery over writing so keep everything crossed.
I'm off to recycle then head home for chores, if the gardening is rained off, I may just have to do chores while watching "The Proposal." Needs must and I'm in the mood for a rom com.
http://youtu.be/VGSfI8HMLcs
http://youtu.be/aq4jfkkCcdY
As I applied my mascara yesterday morning, (Clinique, High Lengths Mascara,) I marvelled that the wand must be, by far, the worst design in the world. I really shouldn't complain as it was a freebie but you know that I'm going to. The wand is basically a curved stick with a minute comb with the tiniest and shortest of teeth on one side. One minute I was staring into the mirror with these musings going on my head, the next moment, I'd stabbed myself in the eye with the stick which surely demonstrates my point? I spent the next ten minutes of my temporary blindness with streaming tears and a smarting eyeball. The bloodshot look is not one I would recommend, it still feels a bit scratched today but it's okay, and I can see, just about.
I slept like a log last night in my snugly bed and had to have a conversation with myself this morning, (in my head... please tell me I'm not the only one,) to convince myself to get up and work out rather than spending an extra 30 decadent minutes in my nest.
So, jog I did, for 50 minutes. I'm not going to pretend that I enjoyed it or that it was pretty, but that's my own fault as I've really let things slide recently. However, Kourtney Kardashian is featured in this months Shape magazine, ( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1388461/Kourtney-Kardashian-reveals-running-got-shape-pregnancy.html & www.shape.com ) and the black and white picture of her motivated me enough to separate my back from the mattress and put on my running shoes. KK is a runner apparently and she looks amazing, so it's time for me to step up the running again. And just in the nick of time by all accounts, I have put on weight since New Year, I'm being polite, as I'm not weight training, let's face it, the "weight" I have gained is pure fat. I got on the floor after my run to do some stretches and as I started to get up, I glanced at my midriff and thought hmmm, that's not too bad, then I realised all of the fat had slid to the back and was temporarily hiding out of sight.
I attempted to try something new this week, I've kept up with the Plies as prescribed by Tracy Anderson as one of the key moves and was totally impressed by her Metamorphosis Infomercial. Metamorphosis is her latest program, you buy the workout best suited to hit your problem areas and the results and transformations as shown in the infomercial are incredible, stuff you can only dream about. Anyway, the DVD set isn't massively expensive for what you get but not only can I not afford at present but I'm not sure I have the gumption to stick with it for the allotted time. So, my mantra of "something is better than nothing," got me investigating for alternatives and I found a dance cardio workout on You Tube which may just give me a boost.
A gentleman called Franco Valiente contacted Ms Anderson to say he would never in a million years be able to master one of her dance cardio workouts as they were too difficult, and so she posted on You Tube a specially devised, "easy" cardio workout for Mr Valiente. So, I've challenged myself to learn the routine and I figure that once mastered, I reckon that 15-20 minutes of this cardio would at least equal an hour of gentle jogging and so would save me heaps of time.
God bless Tracy Anderson but if this is easy, I would hate to attempt a difficult routine, still, it's not impossible. I managed a measly 3 minutes one night and my heart was pounding. Can you imagine how much you would sweat in 20 minutes? I already believe that there will be quite a bit of free styling on my part even after I have "learned" the routine but it looks like fun and promises wonders so we'll see. If I can keep up with Tracy for the first 5 minutes by this time next week, I'll be more than happy.
I'm persevering with the head. It's a good cut, I think my hair is just too thick for the style and I constantly feel like I'm wearing a heavy, fur ruff around my neck. I'm giving it a bit more time, hoping that it grows into something comfortable, if not, I'll be heading back for some layers.
Did I tell you I finally entered the mentoring competition? I plumped for the jewellery over writing so keep everything crossed.
I'm off to recycle then head home for chores, if the gardening is rained off, I may just have to do chores while watching "The Proposal." Needs must and I'm in the mood for a rom com.
http://youtu.be/VGSfI8HMLcs
http://youtu.be/aq4jfkkCcdY
Sunday, 15 May 2011
Rainy Sunday
Well, I watched the Eurovision Song Contest last night, Germany were the hosts and you have to give them credit, they transformed a football stadium in Dusseldorf and the set looked incredible. There is always a little naff-ness but you get that wherever it's hosted, even here. The actual contest started quite well, Denmark, pretty good, he penned it himself and he must have been so nervous going first, Lithuania, very theatrical, a bit - Beauty and the Beast, Hungary, very current and very club-y, Jedward fit perfectly into the Euro pop bubble, you couldn't actually make out their singing from that of the back up singers but they gave it 110% and performed their socks off bless them. Sweden, young, good looking bloke, pretty good song, (for Eurovision,) could do well, Russia, grew on me, France, very operatic and anthemic, young bloke, looked like he'd just stepped out of Les Miserables, 21 I think, handsome, amazing voice, hair like a mop head although it improved when he tucked it behind his ears. Would love to give him a makeover. Switzerland was like a female Jack Johnson, (that's a good thing,) Blue sang their hearts out although the sound quality was shaky to begin with, not keen on their suits but hey. Moldova, think Run DMC meets gnomes. Yes, gnomes, complete with pointy hats and a fairy on a unicycle. Best not to ask.
By around song 16, I confess that they'd all started to sound the same and a little laptop problem drew my attention away from the TV. An hour later and they were up to the voting. UK started off strongly and hovered around the 4th place mark for a while before gently slipping into 11th place were as Jedward started slowly and made it all the way to 9th, perfectly illustrating the logic that is Eurovision. Good on Jedward though, what a sterling effort. I bet Blue were gutted they didn't make top 5 as they'd hoped but they should be proud too. In case you were wondering, (I know that you are,) Azerbaijan won.
Slept great, gave running a miss, I've been trying to do plies everyday and the hips are complaining. It's cold and rainy here today and I'm a little damp from the walk from the car even though I came prepared with jacket and hat.
No boys this afternoon but there is something on called Surf Patrol which I'll give a whirl, although I do slightly feel like I'll be cheating on the boys. As long as there is a little sunshine seeping out of the TV I suppose that will have to do!
I hate to tell you hon but the mags are chock full of all kinds of gorgeousness ready for summer. Come November, you should be looking for gladiator sandals, (still,) sandals with ties or leather wraps around the ankle, ever stylish espadrilles, round framed sunglasses, (not sure they'll work for everyone,) anything lacy, (probably the Kate effect,) pretty dresses - think fifties and much, much more but I don't want to torment you... too much. Vivienne Westwood says; "buy less, choose well." Pretty good mantra I think.
Did I mention it was cold here today? Even with long sleeves it's cold. As for the head, it's getting wider as we speak, must be the damp, think Monica when she lands in Barbados. I'm off to recycle, blitz somewhere when I get home. The back garden is looking like The Enchanted Forest just now, you could lose a small child in there but it's too wet to do anything about it today. I also need to fiddle with the laptop some more. Hope that you're doing okay, I will mail you in the week x
By around song 16, I confess that they'd all started to sound the same and a little laptop problem drew my attention away from the TV. An hour later and they were up to the voting. UK started off strongly and hovered around the 4th place mark for a while before gently slipping into 11th place were as Jedward started slowly and made it all the way to 9th, perfectly illustrating the logic that is Eurovision. Good on Jedward though, what a sterling effort. I bet Blue were gutted they didn't make top 5 as they'd hoped but they should be proud too. In case you were wondering, (I know that you are,) Azerbaijan won.
Slept great, gave running a miss, I've been trying to do plies everyday and the hips are complaining. It's cold and rainy here today and I'm a little damp from the walk from the car even though I came prepared with jacket and hat.
No boys this afternoon but there is something on called Surf Patrol which I'll give a whirl, although I do slightly feel like I'll be cheating on the boys. As long as there is a little sunshine seeping out of the TV I suppose that will have to do!
I hate to tell you hon but the mags are chock full of all kinds of gorgeousness ready for summer. Come November, you should be looking for gladiator sandals, (still,) sandals with ties or leather wraps around the ankle, ever stylish espadrilles, round framed sunglasses, (not sure they'll work for everyone,) anything lacy, (probably the Kate effect,) pretty dresses - think fifties and much, much more but I don't want to torment you... too much. Vivienne Westwood says; "buy less, choose well." Pretty good mantra I think.
Did I mention it was cold here today? Even with long sleeves it's cold. As for the head, it's getting wider as we speak, must be the damp, think Monica when she lands in Barbados. I'm off to recycle, blitz somewhere when I get home. The back garden is looking like The Enchanted Forest just now, you could lose a small child in there but it's too wet to do anything about it today. I also need to fiddle with the laptop some more. Hope that you're doing okay, I will mail you in the week x
Saturday, 14 May 2011
50%
Jack, my Dad, is somewhat of an unknown quantity to me. I barely remember him as he's been out of my life since I was three or four and the memories I do have, I'm not entirely convinced that I haven't made them up over the years. I'm not sure what got me thinking this week but I realised I really should know the basics, I am after all, 50% him.
I gave Jack short shrift for a very long time. As far as I was concerned, he left of his own accord and showed no interest for the subsequent years, no birthday cards, no letters. But then someone told me that if you tell someone to leave often enough, then one day, they will.
So, this week, I've discovered a few things. Jack was around 6ft 2in, Cancerian, brown eyes, was quiet, but funny and he had an accent similar to my brother in law's. I saw photos of him yesterday that I'd never seen before. Mum was a glamour puss and yes, I look like Jack.
In the photos, he was 48 years old but didn't look it, he had thick, dark, slicked back hair and looked slim in his dark suit. He was smiling but with mouth closed, I wonder what he looked like when he beamed. Did he beam?
Well, I'm quite content with those findings for now. As I've hit brick wall after brick wall on the family history trail, I may try to get hold of Jack's army records sometime in the future. He had a tough time apparently, could be interesting.
I only have one slightly damaged photograph of me and Jack but you know, I think I'll dig it out and find a frame for it so that I can look at it once in a while. From what I can gather, he wasn't a bad sort that people were glad to see the back of. Reading between the lines, I don't think he could compete with the love of Mum's life, my sister's Dad who died really young. Things just didn't work out.
Could he have sent the odd birthday card? Yes. Did he not make contact because he thought it would be pointless or did he really not care? Was he waiting until I was older to get in touch?
I found out not too long ago that Jack died when I was thirteen. It's kind of sad that while I did have my moments of wondering, he was already gone. Such is life and these are the pieces of the jigsaw that make up who we are.
Would I change a thing? No, everything happens for a reason. If I had a dinner party and could invite anyone living or dead, would he make the guest list? Absolutely.
I gave Jack short shrift for a very long time. As far as I was concerned, he left of his own accord and showed no interest for the subsequent years, no birthday cards, no letters. But then someone told me that if you tell someone to leave often enough, then one day, they will.
So, this week, I've discovered a few things. Jack was around 6ft 2in, Cancerian, brown eyes, was quiet, but funny and he had an accent similar to my brother in law's. I saw photos of him yesterday that I'd never seen before. Mum was a glamour puss and yes, I look like Jack.
In the photos, he was 48 years old but didn't look it, he had thick, dark, slicked back hair and looked slim in his dark suit. He was smiling but with mouth closed, I wonder what he looked like when he beamed. Did he beam?
Well, I'm quite content with those findings for now. As I've hit brick wall after brick wall on the family history trail, I may try to get hold of Jack's army records sometime in the future. He had a tough time apparently, could be interesting.
I only have one slightly damaged photograph of me and Jack but you know, I think I'll dig it out and find a frame for it so that I can look at it once in a while. From what I can gather, he wasn't a bad sort that people were glad to see the back of. Reading between the lines, I don't think he could compete with the love of Mum's life, my sister's Dad who died really young. Things just didn't work out.
Could he have sent the odd birthday card? Yes. Did he not make contact because he thought it would be pointless or did he really not care? Was he waiting until I was older to get in touch?
I found out not too long ago that Jack died when I was thirteen. It's kind of sad that while I did have my moments of wondering, he was already gone. Such is life and these are the pieces of the jigsaw that make up who we are.
Would I change a thing? No, everything happens for a reason. If I had a dinner party and could invite anyone living or dead, would he make the guest list? Absolutely.
Friday 13th
Well, I didn't quite make five whole days in work as you can probably tell. I've had the most boring four days in the world, and couldn't take another day of mind numbing inactivity and so booked the day off, it's a bit of a waste of a day but it's worth it.
I found a job advertised in the Guardian pages which I thought would be perfect for me but the link appeared to be broken so I contacted the charity directly and was gutted to find out the closing date had already passed, still, I'll keep an eye out now that I know they exist. I'm applying for a job nearer home, it doesn't exactly excite me but I think I could do a good job and it would save me a fortune in fuel.
The head turned out okay. Monday it was so-so, Tuesday, it was a disaster and I had to resort to using a bobble to wrangle it into some sembelence of respectability. By Wednesday, I'd cracked it and recieved a compliments through the day.
So, how do we feel about Friday 13th? Had it not been for some humdingers of awfulness, you know where, then I probably wouldn't give it a second thought, still, I'm feeling lucky today.
Tomorrow is the Eurovision Song Contest... again. A contest that most of Europe take very seriously and us Brits tend to grumble and groan like a curmudgeounly Grandad who was taken to a party he didn't want to go to. I've watched it, boycotted it, it doesn't matter if our song is great, (okay, not bad,) or truely dreadful, (Scooch anyone?) We always come practically bottom, so you can see how the glisten and shine of it has waned over the years.
Having said that, our entry this year is by Blue, remember Blue? Yep, Blue are representing the UK and darn it, it's really quite catchy! I wasn't impressed to begin with but it's had quite a bit of airplay and it definitely grows on you... in a good way. Let's hope it grows on the rest of Europe too.
Something the rest of Europe may not thank us for is Irelands entry in the form of Jedward. Louis Walsh championed these young twins through and since the X Factor. They've raked in millions since they first burst onto the scene in personal appearances and co-co pops adverts. X Factor became painful to watch in the end as they were voted in well past their time to leave, they may not be the best singers but I'm sure they'll give it 100% in the entertainment stakes, Europe, brace yourselves. Good luck to all the Blue and Jedward boys, wouldn't it be great if we.... didn't come bottom?
I haven't worked out much this week, I've been feeling a bit below par which is another reason for taking today off but I jogged for 45 minutes this morning and I do feel better for it.
Wearing my Swarovski cuff today, remember that one? Three strands of AB linked with silver bars. I haven't worn it for ages but came accross it in a drawer while I was searching for something else so thought I'd give it an outing.
I've sat here quite chilly for the past ten minutes hoping that the group of Japanese tourists to my left would be blinded by the sparkles and demand to know where I'd purchased the cuff. They've just left without a word so I can put my jacket back on now.
Did I tell you we're giving the website one more year before we fold?
You know what bugs me at the moment? Look at any advert for mascara in a magazine and if you look for the small print, you'll find something along the lines of; "lashes were styled with inserts and enhanced in post production." In other words, you can buy this but you'll also need to buy false lashes and photoshop yourself to look anything like this. Wouldn't they sell more if they were honest with women?
The vegetarian chili was a hit by the way, it's so tasty and has suck a kick, I feel like I've actually had something tasty and filling for a change.
I have a list of chores to do today as long as my arm, I'm not holding my breath on how many I get through.
I found a job advertised in the Guardian pages which I thought would be perfect for me but the link appeared to be broken so I contacted the charity directly and was gutted to find out the closing date had already passed, still, I'll keep an eye out now that I know they exist. I'm applying for a job nearer home, it doesn't exactly excite me but I think I could do a good job and it would save me a fortune in fuel.
The head turned out okay. Monday it was so-so, Tuesday, it was a disaster and I had to resort to using a bobble to wrangle it into some sembelence of respectability. By Wednesday, I'd cracked it and recieved a compliments through the day.
So, how do we feel about Friday 13th? Had it not been for some humdingers of awfulness, you know where, then I probably wouldn't give it a second thought, still, I'm feeling lucky today.
Tomorrow is the Eurovision Song Contest... again. A contest that most of Europe take very seriously and us Brits tend to grumble and groan like a curmudgeounly Grandad who was taken to a party he didn't want to go to. I've watched it, boycotted it, it doesn't matter if our song is great, (okay, not bad,) or truely dreadful, (Scooch anyone?) We always come practically bottom, so you can see how the glisten and shine of it has waned over the years.
Having said that, our entry this year is by Blue, remember Blue? Yep, Blue are representing the UK and darn it, it's really quite catchy! I wasn't impressed to begin with but it's had quite a bit of airplay and it definitely grows on you... in a good way. Let's hope it grows on the rest of Europe too.
Something the rest of Europe may not thank us for is Irelands entry in the form of Jedward. Louis Walsh championed these young twins through and since the X Factor. They've raked in millions since they first burst onto the scene in personal appearances and co-co pops adverts. X Factor became painful to watch in the end as they were voted in well past their time to leave, they may not be the best singers but I'm sure they'll give it 100% in the entertainment stakes, Europe, brace yourselves. Good luck to all the Blue and Jedward boys, wouldn't it be great if we.... didn't come bottom?
I haven't worked out much this week, I've been feeling a bit below par which is another reason for taking today off but I jogged for 45 minutes this morning and I do feel better for it.
Wearing my Swarovski cuff today, remember that one? Three strands of AB linked with silver bars. I haven't worn it for ages but came accross it in a drawer while I was searching for something else so thought I'd give it an outing.
I've sat here quite chilly for the past ten minutes hoping that the group of Japanese tourists to my left would be blinded by the sparkles and demand to know where I'd purchased the cuff. They've just left without a word so I can put my jacket back on now.
Did I tell you we're giving the website one more year before we fold?
You know what bugs me at the moment? Look at any advert for mascara in a magazine and if you look for the small print, you'll find something along the lines of; "lashes were styled with inserts and enhanced in post production." In other words, you can buy this but you'll also need to buy false lashes and photoshop yourself to look anything like this. Wouldn't they sell more if they were honest with women?
The vegetarian chili was a hit by the way, it's so tasty and has suck a kick, I feel like I've actually had something tasty and filling for a change.
I have a list of chores to do today as long as my arm, I'm not holding my breath on how many I get through.
Sunday, 8 May 2011
Sweet Sunday
I think we had thunder during the night, either we did or I could have been dreaming. Weather has really changed in the last few days and we've had pretty dark grey clouds, high winds and light rain. I won a tenner on the lottery this week! Not quite enough to get me to you but enough to reimburse the magazine splurge of the past week at least.
Well, I did around one third of the kitchen yesterday and all of the bathroom, I'll be heading home to finish the kitchen, cut the front grass, then make veggie chili for next week and will probably make much mess in the process.
The rain began at 10.30am yesterday and continued throughout the day and night although it's looking like it's trying to be brighter today.
No workout for me this morning, I woke up feeling wiped out and so opted for an extra 30 minutes in bed in stead. I did more TA arms last night so don't feel too guilty.
The Marie Claire, bag yourself a mentor competition is here again. I applied last year but they were convinced I didn't need one, darn it. I thought I'd give it another bash this time around, trouble is, these fabulous, successful and brilliant women are of course specialists in their own field. Me? I'm Jack of all trades, dipping my toes into creative pools everywhere, e commerce entrepreneur, jewellery designer, wanna be writer. Who do I pitch to? I would love five minutes with each of them, what a coup that would be. Nothing to say you can't do it all eventually but aiming for one in the mentoring stakes may help. Still going to Uni, this is just to satisfy my creative itch.
Brown Eyed Girl has just come on, love that song.
Indulged in a Muller Light yogurt "inspired by...New York Cheesecake." Could there be anything more heavenly and indulgent? All of the taste with none of the guilt. Could there be anything better in all the chilled aisles in all the world I asked myself. The answer apparently is yes, there has to be. It was vile and I doubt that the creator or giver of the green light has ever tasted cheesecake let alone New York Cheesecake, what a disappointment.
Watched the penultimate episode of The Biggest Loser USA Couples, it's down to the final four and I can't wait to find out who has won. One of the contestants I picked in week one, just because he was so sweet and seemed so broken, has made it to the final four, I really want him to win. The transformations in these individuals has been amazing. The production company really should manufacture short DVDs of each of the final four's transformations, trials and tribulations. Each of their stories are so motivational, they would sell like low fat hot cakes. One of the largest contestants, the largest man ever to enter the ranch, began at 37.5 stone six months ago, yesterday, I watched him complete a marathon, incredible.
I have a whole week in work coming up, how will I cope?! The early mornings alone will probably finish me off. Did I tell you how weird it is at the moment, going to work in daylight?
No Bondi Boys again this afternoon, so I may actually get something done. Take care of you as well as everyone else. I will be back soon.
Well, I did around one third of the kitchen yesterday and all of the bathroom, I'll be heading home to finish the kitchen, cut the front grass, then make veggie chili for next week and will probably make much mess in the process.
The rain began at 10.30am yesterday and continued throughout the day and night although it's looking like it's trying to be brighter today.
No workout for me this morning, I woke up feeling wiped out and so opted for an extra 30 minutes in bed in stead. I did more TA arms last night so don't feel too guilty.
The Marie Claire, bag yourself a mentor competition is here again. I applied last year but they were convinced I didn't need one, darn it. I thought I'd give it another bash this time around, trouble is, these fabulous, successful and brilliant women are of course specialists in their own field. Me? I'm Jack of all trades, dipping my toes into creative pools everywhere, e commerce entrepreneur, jewellery designer, wanna be writer. Who do I pitch to? I would love five minutes with each of them, what a coup that would be. Nothing to say you can't do it all eventually but aiming for one in the mentoring stakes may help. Still going to Uni, this is just to satisfy my creative itch.
Brown Eyed Girl has just come on, love that song.
Indulged in a Muller Light yogurt "inspired by...New York Cheesecake." Could there be anything more heavenly and indulgent? All of the taste with none of the guilt. Could there be anything better in all the chilled aisles in all the world I asked myself. The answer apparently is yes, there has to be. It was vile and I doubt that the creator or giver of the green light has ever tasted cheesecake let alone New York Cheesecake, what a disappointment.
Watched the penultimate episode of The Biggest Loser USA Couples, it's down to the final four and I can't wait to find out who has won. One of the contestants I picked in week one, just because he was so sweet and seemed so broken, has made it to the final four, I really want him to win. The transformations in these individuals has been amazing. The production company really should manufacture short DVDs of each of the final four's transformations, trials and tribulations. Each of their stories are so motivational, they would sell like low fat hot cakes. One of the largest contestants, the largest man ever to enter the ranch, began at 37.5 stone six months ago, yesterday, I watched him complete a marathon, incredible.
I have a whole week in work coming up, how will I cope?! The early mornings alone will probably finish me off. Did I tell you how weird it is at the moment, going to work in daylight?
No Bondi Boys again this afternoon, so I may actually get something done. Take care of you as well as everyone else. I will be back soon.
Saturday, 7 May 2011
Decisions, decisions.
Really enjoyed "Offspring," it just kept getting funnier and funnier and I even ended up going to bed later than planned on Tuesday night as I couldn't wait to find out what happened! As discussed, if you get to see the finale before I do, then you will have to tell me all in great detail so you had better make copious notes my friend. Don't you love how they dress "Nina"? I think that's quite a do-able look!
Well, I did it, I went for the chop yesterday afternoon. Hope to goodness you approve of those pics I sent you because that's what I have. I have an Olivia Palermo bob. It sits slightly below my collar bone with one long layer in the back. It is oh so short for me but I was ready for a change. Still getting used to seeing it in the mirror but it's really easy to manage. It took me all of five minutes this morning, I twisted it up for food shopping and the drive here, took out the clip in the car park and hey presto, I have a curly/wavy bob.
You know how much I love Grey's Anatomy, so when I heard they were planning a "musical event," I thought nooooooo, big mistake, it'll be awful. Well, just how wrong was I? I watched it on Thursday night and it was brilliant, I have such little faith.
The writers didn't just take a normal episode and throw in songs like some horrible, miss-matched patchwork quilt, the whole thing was a carefully crafted masterpiece. It began with one of the doctors being involved in an accident and suffering a brain injury. Arriving at the hospital, they drifted in and out of consciousness and as attending doctors spoke to and over them, in the wounded brain, it came out in song. What a brilliant idea. Our brains play tricks on us at the best of times so what a fantastic idea and totally believable.
The producers thankfully used contemporary songs rather than originals which helped me as a viewer just sink into everything, everything was the same but different for this one time. They used some of my favourite songs including Snow Patrol's "Chasing Cars" which is synonymous with Grey's. You have no idea what you're missing madam ;) How did it go? Well, considering they are all fantastic actors, it's quite frankly disgusting that they can all additionally sing so well. Sara Ramirez stole the show, closely followed by Chandra Wilson, the songs were sung just beautifully.
Work has been as dull as dish water this week, thank heavens there were only three days of it. I'm in limbo land until they can arrange a training course to refresh me of my previous role of almost two years ago, so, until that time, I've been busying myself with the tasks that are non-essential and could wait until a rainy day, well, it's been rainy the back end of this week but it didn't make it any less boring. I felt quite lazy but considering the past two years, I figured I should embrace the boredom, plus... I know it won't last long, pretty soon the pressure of targets will be back and floating above my head.
Wearing today; Jo Malone, Pandora, Swarovski, cocktail ring, blue jeans, Oasis smock top and boots.
I think we had thunder last night, not entirely sure, I could have been dreaming. Weather has really changed in the last few days, we've had dark grey clouds, high winds and light rain, such a let down after the last couple of weeks of sunshine. I think we all excitedly and stupidly thought summer had arrived.
After a good few weeks of deliberations, soul searching, having numerous conversations with myself in my head, (am I the only one that does that?) Not to mention speaking to you. I had finally convinced myself that further education was to be my next adventure. While there is nothing wrong or negative about not having a degree, (my boss doesn't have a degree and she's brilliant!) I always felt like I had more to give in the education department, I should have given more, pushed myself more and anything I would aspire to do career wise, decries that I have a degree. I left school at 16 years of age because I thought it was my duty to start earning a wage and bringing it home, never did it occur to me that I should have even considered further education. However, that was then and this is now. Getting a degree will tick a box that only exists in my head and will hopefully lead to a new and gratifying change of career. I have even convinced a friend at work to look into this route. The more we discussed it, the more it seemed like a no-brainer. There is a little sidebar to this story but I'm unable to tell you about it here for fear of liable so I'll mail you.
So, after weeks of discussions in my head, pros and cons lists, Internet research, sleeping on it, tearing my hair out... I had finally decided that I was going to enrol and get myself a degree. I contacted NHS Careers to double check that the degree I was interested in would be the correct one for the line of work I was interested in, I didn't want someone to tell me after two years; "you're doing the wrong one love." NHS
The healthy eating has gone well this week. I'm going to allow myself one day per week to go off the rails and that one day is today! I've just had a shortbread with my filter and it was scrummy. Haven't jogged for a week so just did 30 minutes this morning plus Tracy Anderson arms. I've done TA butt and thighs and Abs most nights this week so not too bad.
Going home to blitz kitchen. I know I keep saying this but I'm positive that I have kitchen gremlins whose purpose in life is to make mess, they creep out at night and party until my alarm goes off, at which point they beat a hasty retreat.
Driving me insane that I'm not in your vicinity right now. Hope you're having a restful weekend. Lots of things I need to google for you so be prepared and check your emails. Love you x
Well, I did it, I went for the chop yesterday afternoon. Hope to goodness you approve of those pics I sent you because that's what I have. I have an Olivia Palermo bob. It sits slightly below my collar bone with one long layer in the back. It is oh so short for me but I was ready for a change. Still getting used to seeing it in the mirror but it's really easy to manage. It took me all of five minutes this morning, I twisted it up for food shopping and the drive here, took out the clip in the car park and hey presto, I have a curly/wavy bob.
You know how much I love Grey's Anatomy, so when I heard they were planning a "musical event," I thought nooooooo, big mistake, it'll be awful. Well, just how wrong was I? I watched it on Thursday night and it was brilliant, I have such little faith.
The writers didn't just take a normal episode and throw in songs like some horrible, miss-matched patchwork quilt, the whole thing was a carefully crafted masterpiece. It began with one of the doctors being involved in an accident and suffering a brain injury. Arriving at the hospital, they drifted in and out of consciousness and as attending doctors spoke to and over them, in the wounded brain, it came out in song. What a brilliant idea. Our brains play tricks on us at the best of times so what a fantastic idea and totally believable.
The producers thankfully used contemporary songs rather than originals which helped me as a viewer just sink into everything, everything was the same but different for this one time. They used some of my favourite songs including Snow Patrol's "Chasing Cars" which is synonymous with Grey's. You have no idea what you're missing madam ;) How did it go? Well, considering they are all fantastic actors, it's quite frankly disgusting that they can all additionally sing so well. Sara Ramirez stole the show, closely followed by Chandra Wilson, the songs were sung just beautifully.
Work has been as dull as dish water this week, thank heavens there were only three days of it. I'm in limbo land until they can arrange a training course to refresh me of my previous role of almost two years ago, so, until that time, I've been busying myself with the tasks that are non-essential and could wait until a rainy day, well, it's been rainy the back end of this week but it didn't make it any less boring. I felt quite lazy but considering the past two years, I figured I should embrace the boredom, plus... I know it won't last long, pretty soon the pressure of targets will be back and floating above my head.
Wearing today; Jo Malone, Pandora, Swarovski, cocktail ring, blue jeans, Oasis smock top and boots.
I think we had thunder last night, not entirely sure, I could have been dreaming. Weather has really changed in the last few days, we've had dark grey clouds, high winds and light rain, such a let down after the last couple of weeks of sunshine. I think we all excitedly and stupidly thought summer had arrived.
After a good few weeks of deliberations, soul searching, having numerous conversations with myself in my head, (am I the only one that does that?) Not to mention speaking to you. I had finally convinced myself that further education was to be my next adventure. While there is nothing wrong or negative about not having a degree, (my boss doesn't have a degree and she's brilliant!) I always felt like I had more to give in the education department, I should have given more, pushed myself more and anything I would aspire to do career wise, decries that I have a degree. I left school at 16 years of age because I thought it was my duty to start earning a wage and bringing it home, never did it occur to me that I should have even considered further education. However, that was then and this is now. Getting a degree will tick a box that only exists in my head and will hopefully lead to a new and gratifying change of career. I have even convinced a friend at work to look into this route. The more we discussed it, the more it seemed like a no-brainer. There is a little sidebar to this story but I'm unable to tell you about it here for fear of liable so I'll mail you.
So, after weeks of discussions in my head, pros and cons lists, Internet research, sleeping on it, tearing my hair out... I had finally decided that I was going to enrol and get myself a degree. I contacted NHS Careers to double check that the degree I was interested in would be the correct one for the line of work I was interested in, I didn't want someone to tell me after two years; "you're doing the wrong one love." NHS
The healthy eating has gone well this week. I'm going to allow myself one day per week to go off the rails and that one day is today! I've just had a shortbread with my filter and it was scrummy. Haven't jogged for a week so just did 30 minutes this morning plus Tracy Anderson arms. I've done TA butt and thighs and Abs most nights this week so not too bad.
Going home to blitz kitchen. I know I keep saying this but I'm positive that I have kitchen gremlins whose purpose in life is to make mess, they creep out at night and party until my alarm goes off, at which point they beat a hasty retreat.
Driving me insane that I'm not in your vicinity right now. Hope you're having a restful weekend. Lots of things I need to google for you so be prepared and check your emails. Love you x
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
The Weekend... continued
Today is the last day of my very extended long weekend, even Prince William returned to work today and here I am, having slept in, with another day off... another filter coffee. Another bright and sunny day but cold... still.
Chili turned out great, even if I do say so myself and I was quite chuffed. Made way too much as usual and now have around 6 portions in the freezer and at least another 2 in the fridge. May make a veggie version next time and throw in another can of kidney beans instead of mince.
Watched Breakfast at Tiffany's yesterday afternoon, (while I was supposed to be tidying.) I've seen it before but not for ages, it was introduced as a romantic comedy. It's brilliant but not what I'd describe as a romantic comedy and I'd totally forgotten Mickey Rooney was in it. If we are ever unsure of what to wear or what will look good, we should look no further than Audrey Hepburn who is the epitome of style. The film may have been made in 1961 but any of those outfits would still look good today, admittedly, AH would look good in a potato sack.
I actually remembered to watch "Offspring" last night, you were right, it's pretty good! I wasn't sure what it was, is it a comedy? Is it a drama with funny bits? I started at Season 1, Episode 1 but still felt like I'd missed something, soon caught up though. Loved the way the relationships were slowly revealed and you could piece together who was who and how they were all related. The funny bits are very funny and so far I think Billie has the best one liners. I'll be watching more later!
Reasons to be cheerful? The boss, not Bruce Springsteen but the other Bruce, Mr Bruce Hopkins, Head Lifeguard of Bondi Beach has confirmed that there will in fact be a Season 7 of Bondi Rescue and filming will commence in December 2011. I can hear a collective sigh of relief from here and it's enough to put a smile on my face for the rest of the day. Having the Boys in Blue on the TV makes winters over here almost bearable.
The jewellery site is due for renewal this month and J and I are trying to decide if we'll renew for another year or close it down. I sweated blood and tears building that site and it would be a shame to close it down but it may be time to look at other avenues.
I couldn't resist buying Hello and OK! Magazines this week for the Royal Wedding coverage. I gave them up a couple of years ago like a bad habit because I had no interest in seeing photographs of Big Brother non-entities taking their dog for a walk or having their nails done. Anyway, the photographs are spectacular and I finally got to see one of my favourite outfits from the big day in full, that of Lady Sarah Chatto. It's a Jasper Conran dress in slate grey, slashed neck, fitted bodice, belted at the waist with a sunbeam pleated skirt that sits just below the knee. The outfit was completed by a, for want of a better description, very chic, "flying saucer" shaped hat in the same shade of grey, just gorgeous.
Apparently Pippa Middleton's bottom has it's own FB page, as will mine have after a few weeks of TA butt exercises.
Britain's Got Talent has so far had more funny moments than wow moments. Funny; a 44 year old airplane cleaning lady, absolutely lovely personality, she had the moves, she had rhythm, she had trousers that wouldn't stay up, didn't quite have the stamina and was a tad out of condition, she did the splits then took forever to get up again but, she quite deservedly got through. Bizarre moments; the art teacher who "painted" with his underpants after firstly taking them off, surprisingly, he didn't get through and of course wow moments, the latest of which was shown on Saturday when a 12 year old young gentleman by the name of Ronan Parke took to the stage. Ronan looked absolutely petrified and quite like he was shaking with nerves, this chance obviously meant the world to him. After a slightly shaky start, he belted out, "Feeling Good." He has a voice with a lot of promise, he is already handsome with cool hair and his own sense of style, what a package. I predict he will go very far and yes, he absolutely got through. Watch the clip if you get the chance, he's adorable, seeing him desperately trying to fight back the tears will have you welling up too.
B may or may not call for lunch today after providing tea and toast at her church for the delinquent pensioners of the area, (I can say that because I'm related to one of them.)
I'm really reluctant to leave here today, when I do I'll be crashing back to reality and realisation that it's back to normal tomorrow. This time tomorrow, I'll have been at a desk for 4 hours and will be clock watching for a suitable time to make my escape, after another 3 or 4 hours but I like to plan ahead. Still, I keep reminding myself that I do have a job at the moment which of course many do not.
Heard on the radio this morning that Swedish research has discovered that not only obesity increases the risk of dementia in later life but just being overweight at middle age does too! Middle aged people with a BMI of between 25 and 30, don't forget that 25 is only just over the maximum healthy range, had a 71% increased risk of dementia! I think that's shocking and yet another reason to take care of ourselves, although I don't think you'd ever have that problem.
On that cheery note, I'll leave you. Hope you're taking care, I will be back soon x
http://youtu.be/KzUl2eiKx5E
Chili turned out great, even if I do say so myself and I was quite chuffed. Made way too much as usual and now have around 6 portions in the freezer and at least another 2 in the fridge. May make a veggie version next time and throw in another can of kidney beans instead of mince.
Watched Breakfast at Tiffany's yesterday afternoon, (while I was supposed to be tidying.) I've seen it before but not for ages, it was introduced as a romantic comedy. It's brilliant but not what I'd describe as a romantic comedy and I'd totally forgotten Mickey Rooney was in it. If we are ever unsure of what to wear or what will look good, we should look no further than Audrey Hepburn who is the epitome of style. The film may have been made in 1961 but any of those outfits would still look good today, admittedly, AH would look good in a potato sack.
I actually remembered to watch "Offspring" last night, you were right, it's pretty good! I wasn't sure what it was, is it a comedy? Is it a drama with funny bits? I started at Season 1, Episode 1 but still felt like I'd missed something, soon caught up though. Loved the way the relationships were slowly revealed and you could piece together who was who and how they were all related. The funny bits are very funny and so far I think Billie has the best one liners. I'll be watching more later!
Reasons to be cheerful? The boss, not Bruce Springsteen but the other Bruce, Mr Bruce Hopkins, Head Lifeguard of Bondi Beach has confirmed that there will in fact be a Season 7 of Bondi Rescue and filming will commence in December 2011. I can hear a collective sigh of relief from here and it's enough to put a smile on my face for the rest of the day. Having the Boys in Blue on the TV makes winters over here almost bearable.
The jewellery site is due for renewal this month and J and I are trying to decide if we'll renew for another year or close it down. I sweated blood and tears building that site and it would be a shame to close it down but it may be time to look at other avenues.
I couldn't resist buying Hello and OK! Magazines this week for the Royal Wedding coverage. I gave them up a couple of years ago like a bad habit because I had no interest in seeing photographs of Big Brother non-entities taking their dog for a walk or having their nails done. Anyway, the photographs are spectacular and I finally got to see one of my favourite outfits from the big day in full, that of Lady Sarah Chatto. It's a Jasper Conran dress in slate grey, slashed neck, fitted bodice, belted at the waist with a sunbeam pleated skirt that sits just below the knee. The outfit was completed by a, for want of a better description, very chic, "flying saucer" shaped hat in the same shade of grey, just gorgeous.
Apparently Pippa Middleton's bottom has it's own FB page, as will mine have after a few weeks of TA butt exercises.
Britain's Got Talent has so far had more funny moments than wow moments. Funny; a 44 year old airplane cleaning lady, absolutely lovely personality, she had the moves, she had rhythm, she had trousers that wouldn't stay up, didn't quite have the stamina and was a tad out of condition, she did the splits then took forever to get up again but, she quite deservedly got through. Bizarre moments; the art teacher who "painted" with his underpants after firstly taking them off, surprisingly, he didn't get through and of course wow moments, the latest of which was shown on Saturday when a 12 year old young gentleman by the name of Ronan Parke took to the stage. Ronan looked absolutely petrified and quite like he was shaking with nerves, this chance obviously meant the world to him. After a slightly shaky start, he belted out, "Feeling Good." He has a voice with a lot of promise, he is already handsome with cool hair and his own sense of style, what a package. I predict he will go very far and yes, he absolutely got through. Watch the clip if you get the chance, he's adorable, seeing him desperately trying to fight back the tears will have you welling up too.
B may or may not call for lunch today after providing tea and toast at her church for the delinquent pensioners of the area, (I can say that because I'm related to one of them.)
I'm really reluctant to leave here today, when I do I'll be crashing back to reality and realisation that it's back to normal tomorrow. This time tomorrow, I'll have been at a desk for 4 hours and will be clock watching for a suitable time to make my escape, after another 3 or 4 hours but I like to plan ahead. Still, I keep reminding myself that I do have a job at the moment which of course many do not.
Heard on the radio this morning that Swedish research has discovered that not only obesity increases the risk of dementia in later life but just being overweight at middle age does too! Middle aged people with a BMI of between 25 and 30, don't forget that 25 is only just over the maximum healthy range, had a 71% increased risk of dementia! I think that's shocking and yet another reason to take care of ourselves, although I don't think you'd ever have that problem.
On that cheery note, I'll leave you. Hope you're taking care, I will be back soon x
http://youtu.be/KzUl2eiKx5E
Monday, 2 May 2011
Royal Wedding Name
It's Bank Holiday Monday however even some of the banks are open. Pretty much everywhere is open, especially retailers, such is the demand for round the clock service by the public... me included. I do feel sorry for the workers though who do have to come in today.
Yesterday's walk was good, it was only around 2300 steps but we did take a short route. The weather was gorgeous and I was frequently too hot for comfort and couldn't sit on benches in the sunshine for too long, (the tank top and boots may have had something to do with that though.) B decided it was because I was missing the one eighth Maori that she possesses but then added I am 50% Welsh. Not sure what that gets me though.
B needed to take a breather towards the end of the walk as we progressed up a slight hill, so we sat on a bench in the shade and worked out our Royal Wedding names. You know how to work out your porn name? Well it's something like that, you are either a Lord or Lady. You start with one of your grandparents names then your double barrelled surname is your first pet combined with a street you grew up on. I'm Lady Phoebe Gyp-Prescott. Being sister's, B and I would have shared the name so I made her go down her Maori route and she turned out to be Lady Kiri Gyp-Pershaw, Gyp must have been around seven hundred years old when he finally died. Anyway, the walk was lovely even though we took our lives in our hands at the start, I was dive bombed three times by falling (faster than the speed of light,) pine cones which missed me by centimetres.
I still can't tell the difference between Rhododendron's and Azaleas, although in my defence, they're apparently part of the same family. Every time I think I've cracked it, B corrects me, but I do know Magnolia's when I see them, they're one of my favourites, and I have a flower crush on Wisteria, it looks so beautiful when it wafts in the breeze.
I was sad to read yesterday that Clive James, multi talented journalist and writer among many other things, has been battling leukemia. I remember watching Clive on his TV show when I was little, he was very witty, had a very dry sense of humour and was just brilliant. I think it used to be on, on a Sunday night, and I was probably trying to delay going to bed because the longer you delay actually going to bed, the further away going to school remains... child's logic.
Because I always think I'm going to have nothing to tell you, I've started to jot things down to remind me, as my memory is shocking. Yesterday afternoon, I wrote; pine cones, Clive James and Regrets only. Regrets only? What? I have no idea.
No running again this morning but I did Tracy Anderson abs and arms. Arms were dropping off before the end of the set. Can't wait for, "pretty, dainty, feminine," but with my abnormally long arms, I'm not sure I'll be able to pull that off. Butt is killing me after yesterday so I must have done at least part of the workout right.
Heading home soon to blitz kitchen then create chili. Never attempted this before so not exactly sure how it'll turn out, the way my tum has been recently, not even sure if this is a wise idea but we'll give it a whirl. If it's awful, I'll give it to B, she'll eat pretty much anything. I'll probably then have to re-blitz kitchen.
The Bondi Boys won most popular factual program last night at the Logie's, quite right too. I would have been horrified by any other outcome.
I am so in the mood for a scone, I may have to get one on the way home. Hope first day back at work wasn't too tiring. Take care, don't over-do anything x
Yesterday's walk was good, it was only around 2300 steps but we did take a short route. The weather was gorgeous and I was frequently too hot for comfort and couldn't sit on benches in the sunshine for too long, (the tank top and boots may have had something to do with that though.) B decided it was because I was missing the one eighth Maori that she possesses but then added I am 50% Welsh. Not sure what that gets me though.
B needed to take a breather towards the end of the walk as we progressed up a slight hill, so we sat on a bench in the shade and worked out our Royal Wedding names. You know how to work out your porn name? Well it's something like that, you are either a Lord or Lady. You start with one of your grandparents names then your double barrelled surname is your first pet combined with a street you grew up on. I'm Lady Phoebe Gyp-Prescott. Being sister's, B and I would have shared the name so I made her go down her Maori route and she turned out to be Lady Kiri Gyp-Pershaw, Gyp must have been around seven hundred years old when he finally died. Anyway, the walk was lovely even though we took our lives in our hands at the start, I was dive bombed three times by falling (faster than the speed of light,) pine cones which missed me by centimetres.
I still can't tell the difference between Rhododendron's and Azaleas, although in my defence, they're apparently part of the same family. Every time I think I've cracked it, B corrects me, but I do know Magnolia's when I see them, they're one of my favourites, and I have a flower crush on Wisteria, it looks so beautiful when it wafts in the breeze.
I was sad to read yesterday that Clive James, multi talented journalist and writer among many other things, has been battling leukemia. I remember watching Clive on his TV show when I was little, he was very witty, had a very dry sense of humour and was just brilliant. I think it used to be on, on a Sunday night, and I was probably trying to delay going to bed because the longer you delay actually going to bed, the further away going to school remains... child's logic.
Because I always think I'm going to have nothing to tell you, I've started to jot things down to remind me, as my memory is shocking. Yesterday afternoon, I wrote; pine cones, Clive James and Regrets only. Regrets only? What? I have no idea.
No running again this morning but I did Tracy Anderson abs and arms. Arms were dropping off before the end of the set. Can't wait for, "pretty, dainty, feminine," but with my abnormally long arms, I'm not sure I'll be able to pull that off. Butt is killing me after yesterday so I must have done at least part of the workout right.
Heading home soon to blitz kitchen then create chili. Never attempted this before so not exactly sure how it'll turn out, the way my tum has been recently, not even sure if this is a wise idea but we'll give it a whirl. If it's awful, I'll give it to B, she'll eat pretty much anything. I'll probably then have to re-blitz kitchen.
The Bondi Boys won most popular factual program last night at the Logie's, quite right too. I would have been horrified by any other outcome.
I am so in the mood for a scone, I may have to get one on the way home. Hope first day back at work wasn't too tiring. Take care, don't over-do anything x
Sunday, 1 May 2011
May Day!
Happy May Day Col! I had the best night's sleep last night, slightly weird dream in which I missed my hair appointment because my car service ran late, but anyway... it was still great. I've had the most indulgent morning. No jogging as planned but I did do the Tracy Anderson Butt and Thigh workout, 50 crunches and some toning moves. When you feel better / have time, check out Tracy Anderson's webisodes on her site and Youtube for free mini workouts. I downloaded a few this morning and made a new Tracy Anderson "shorts," as in; quick, play list. I'm going to attempt one workout each night and may just try the arm one later, TA reckons you'll get dainty, feminine and cut arms.... perfect for summer! Did you know that women should never do crunches with knees bent? No, me neither. Don't know why yet but interested to find out.
It's the 80th anniversary of the opening of the Empire State Building today, at the time, it was the tallest building in the world, it's also Joanna Lumley's 65th birthday! Do you remember The New Avengers? You may have just missed out on that one. Joanna Lumley's character was "Purdey," and I had the "Purdey" hair cut. Imagine your Mother putting a bowl on your head then cutting your hair around it. It looked good on Joanna Lumley is all I can say.
The hair is doing much better today and actually looks like human hair and not wire wool. Aussie Mega shampoo and conditioner performed a minor miracle, still needs a good cut but at least it looks a bit better for the time being.
B and I are going to Ness Botanical Gardens again later, we were only there last Monday but it's a nice day, we'll get some exercise and of course, it's constantly changing and so always looks a little different. Going to try to remember to wear a pedometer for the walk, no idea how far we actually walk so will be good to find out, don't forget you should be walking at least 10,000 steps daily just to keep healthy.
CBS Reality have taken leave of their senses and are not showing my usual Bondi Rescue Marathon this afternoon, what are they thinking? I may have to distract myself with another mini workout.
Currently sporting a very old, (but smells okay,) Philosophy, "The Supernatural," lipgloss. As the name implies, it's very natural looking kind of caramel/beige colour, (although the word "beige" makes it sound disgusting so we'll stick to caramel.) Nice shade and not at all gloopy. Also wearing my favourite Jo Malone perfume, don't wear it often as only have a little left for now, Pandora and half my body weight in Swarovski... just in case.
Listened to Steve Wright's Sunday Love Songs on the way here and dueted with Elvis, rather loudly to "Always on my Mind." I'm sure he would have been amused... possibly offended. One of the dedications Steve read out was from a man asking for a dedication for his guide dog! I was so bowled over by the moment that I missed the dog's name but wasn't that lovely? Speaking of dogs, watched an episode of "Nothing to Declare" this morning, it follows Aussie customs staff and it's fascinating. We had an insight into puppy training for the brilliant detection dogs. They were so cute! All looked to be golden or black labs and were just adorable. They are trained from birth and do an amazing job seeking out narcotics, explosives and other undesirables. The puppies are allowed to go to foster families at 3 months old and come back to the training centre at 12 months. I'm not sure I'd be able to give them back, I'm sure I'd become too attached.
Wondered if you made it to Raglan today? I'm not in the slightest bit envious ;) I haven't added more pictures to the slideshow below for a while, they've changed the procedure and you now need the patience of a saint to make any changes which of course, I don't have. It may just be easier to set up a new album so watch this space.
http://youtu.be/VNxG2mSZcGc
It's the 80th anniversary of the opening of the Empire State Building today, at the time, it was the tallest building in the world, it's also Joanna Lumley's 65th birthday! Do you remember The New Avengers? You may have just missed out on that one. Joanna Lumley's character was "Purdey," and I had the "Purdey" hair cut. Imagine your Mother putting a bowl on your head then cutting your hair around it. It looked good on Joanna Lumley is all I can say.
The hair is doing much better today and actually looks like human hair and not wire wool. Aussie Mega shampoo and conditioner performed a minor miracle, still needs a good cut but at least it looks a bit better for the time being.
B and I are going to Ness Botanical Gardens again later, we were only there last Monday but it's a nice day, we'll get some exercise and of course, it's constantly changing and so always looks a little different. Going to try to remember to wear a pedometer for the walk, no idea how far we actually walk so will be good to find out, don't forget you should be walking at least 10,000 steps daily just to keep healthy.
CBS Reality have taken leave of their senses and are not showing my usual Bondi Rescue Marathon this afternoon, what are they thinking? I may have to distract myself with another mini workout.
Currently sporting a very old, (but smells okay,) Philosophy, "The Supernatural," lipgloss. As the name implies, it's very natural looking kind of caramel/beige colour, (although the word "beige" makes it sound disgusting so we'll stick to caramel.) Nice shade and not at all gloopy. Also wearing my favourite Jo Malone perfume, don't wear it often as only have a little left for now, Pandora and half my body weight in Swarovski... just in case.
Listened to Steve Wright's Sunday Love Songs on the way here and dueted with Elvis, rather loudly to "Always on my Mind." I'm sure he would have been amused... possibly offended. One of the dedications Steve read out was from a man asking for a dedication for his guide dog! I was so bowled over by the moment that I missed the dog's name but wasn't that lovely? Speaking of dogs, watched an episode of "Nothing to Declare" this morning, it follows Aussie customs staff and it's fascinating. We had an insight into puppy training for the brilliant detection dogs. They were so cute! All looked to be golden or black labs and were just adorable. They are trained from birth and do an amazing job seeking out narcotics, explosives and other undesirables. The puppies are allowed to go to foster families at 3 months old and come back to the training centre at 12 months. I'm not sure I'd be able to give them back, I'm sure I'd become too attached.
Wondered if you made it to Raglan today? I'm not in the slightest bit envious ;) I haven't added more pictures to the slideshow below for a while, they've changed the procedure and you now need the patience of a saint to make any changes which of course, I don't have. It may just be easier to set up a new album so watch this space.
http://youtu.be/VNxG2mSZcGc
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