Friday, September 30, 2011

All I Say, All I Do

Babs: Coffee, or are you still on your diet?
Berta: Oh, diet be blowed! ha ha.

Day 30 of my 100-day countdown!

Golly gosh and goodness gracious etc... it is bloomin' hard to maintain a diet regime - especially when one has a busy social life and a penchant for baking delicious treats!

As I type this, I am munching on a chocolate cake, which means the keyboard is getting a tad sticky too.

Dieting is hard and the scales this week have been all over the shop! Last weekend, I was so thrilled to be weighing in at a mere 76kg, but during the week I have dickered back and forth between that and 79kg!

Dolly: (on scales) I was panicking then - it was just hovering over the seven - but luckily I paid a visit and it dickered back down to the six.

How does one manage to put on three kilos in such a short space of time?
Yeah, yeah, so I made this cake, but there's still more than half of it left, so let's not place the blame there.

Although my alcohol intake has been minimal, there have been one or two lapses when dining with friends* - I have tried to curb my alcoholic antics thanks to a rather embarrassing moment two weeks ago when I was admonished for a flippant remark during a rather giddy late-night soiree.

Note to self: This is why I gave up alcohol for twenty-nine months recently... my brain and mouth are like distant cousins when lubricated with a bevy of wines and spirits. All I say and all I do are two completely different things sometimes.

Being the person I am, I have been beating myself up (mentally, that is; physically would be very odd indeed) over this mistake ever since - but this is nothing new. I still wear the burden of every moment in my past where I have hurt someone through caustic wit or an ill-advised barb.
As somebody pointed out to me earlier this year, it is likely that in the majority of these events, I am the only person who probably remembers anyway!

Anyway... I digress into the troubles of my own psyche again. Sorry. Back to the main theme:

I have had pizza twice this week, so that can't be good. One was at the end of my three-day weekend and I needed to treat myself. The second was on Wednesday night when I was returning from visiting a friend in hospital. I was feeling a bit flat (for obvious reasons) and it was pissing it down with rain, so I needed comfort food.

This could be one of the causes.

Ah, who can say? Maybe it's the lack of exercise or the combination of it all... suffice to say, I have to be more astringent with what I eat and how frequently.

I must stop having delicious desserts. sigh

Woman: Could we get by please; we're not having a sweet.

Enid: Very wise, with those hips.

*Thank you Brett & Eric for each of these occasions - superb food, delicious wine, witty banter and perfect company!

Friday, September 16, 2011

Don't Give Up On A Good Thing

Day 16 into my 100 Day Challenge. I am still wavering around the 78kg mark, which isn't bad.
I am still doing the bran flakes/O.J. breakfast and the health-bar for snack followed by a diet shake for lunch and something normal in the evening - only now I have progressed onto weight-watchers meals for dinner. Only because they were on special and I have to admit, they are quite nice.

Today was the first day that I actually felt good about my body. I was in the bathroom, weighing myself naked before I got in the shower (I have to wear my spectacles as I can't read the dial without them!) and I was pleased at the 78kg response.
I 'checked myself out' in the mirror and I noticed that there does seem to be some visible difference in my body shape already - and that's just through losing a couple of kilos. I have also noticed it in my face too, which I am pleased about.

Anyone who knows me will be aware that I have hated my body for an awfully long time, so it was nice to see for once that I was 'reasonable'.

This bonnie beginning to my day helped put a spring in my step as I headed to work and I was also jollied along listening to a Rick Guard album on my iPod.
I was listening to his first album Hands of a Giant which is such a wonderfully eclectic mix of styles guaranteed to lift anyone's spirits. His second album, Anyone But Me is even better... (one of my favourite albums!) Check 'em out if you haven't already.

Anyway, I digress (and made a cup of tea in the process!)

Work has been MENTAL these past couple of weeks what with the extra-curricular activities, covering for colleagues and generally being roped into various meetings and answering calls to some furiously frustrating people with no manners or understanding of politeness. I have been getting to work at 7:00 and working through 'til 16:30, often through lunch, and heading to bed at 19:30/20:00 each evening as I have been so exhausted.

Somebody suggested that I should ask for 'days in lieu' by way of compensation for all the extra work. I quite like that idea, but I envision being laughed out of the building.

As I write this, I am cognizant of the rather dull topics I have perused this fine day. For this I apologise. I do intend to write a post about some terrible dates I have had over the years, as I think that may provide some entertainment (I hope).

Week's entertainment round-up:

I have finally got around to watching The New Avengers.
Having been a fan of The Avengers since I was about 7 or 8, I find it puzzling that I never tried the later series starring Joanna Lumley. Somewhere in my mind, I had the notion that it wasn't any good. However, I have been proved wrong! It's gloriously entertaining.
Patrick Macnee as John Steed - the coolest man in fiction, bar none.
Joanna Lumley as Purdey - sexy, stylish and kick-ass.
Gareth "rhymes with" Hunt - er... oh well. two out of three isn't bad.

I have also recently been persuaded to endure the first season of Babylon 5 on the promise that it gets better in later seasons. I have tried three times in my life to get through that first season (and, being one of those people who has to watch every episode, it's a hard task) and I finally got through it all. Yeah, yeah, sometimes I got up and sorted through some laundry when something boring was happening - whatever!
However, I am now into season 2 and so far, it has been vastly more entertaining. So, I trust my friends are correct.

I am still very disappointed with Doctor Who this year. Fans online seem to be creaming themselves over it. Who am I to debate what people like? Each to their own. I just find it all rather convoluted, filled with plot holes and - dare I say it? - I despise Amy Pond. Yes, I said 'despise'. Alas.
Torchwood season four was flawed, but it still thrilled me a hundred times more than the latest 'Who'.

Speaking of Torchwood, I am one of those obsessive fans who have to read all the books, listen to the audio plays etc. I am currently reading Long Time Dead and enjoying it immensely.

Music; I have been listening to Will Young's new album, Echoes and, although it still has 'echoes' of the maudlin tone of his previous album, Let It Go, it still has a sense of hope to it which lifts it up a little higher. The dancier nature of the album makes me wonder if he's been listening to some Róisín Murphy.
Great stuff, Will.


In other news:

"Gordon Ramsay's dwarf porn double Percy Foster dies in badger den" has to be the funniest headline of the week. I know, it is sad someone has died... so shoot me for sniggering.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Something Every Day

Wowzers! It's merely day nine into my 100-day challenge and already I have lost 2 kilos.
Well, I gained 1 and lost 2, if you want to be pedantic. But I have still lost 2 kilograms in five days - maybe it's the diet shakes for lunch, or maybe it is the stress of doing eighty billion things at work plus the adrenalin. Who can say?

If I can keep this up, I'll be lighter than a tumble-dryer's fluff collection by Christmas. I hope there won't be too many strong winds at Christmas (other than those produced by sprout-eaters across the nation - of which I'll be one - I love those Brussels!)

Yes, work has been manic. I'm covering for a colleague who is away and also doing a whole heap of extra-curricular stuff on top of all that plus going to no end of meetings that go on for hours and achieve (from what I can tell) very little.
I've been so busy, I've barely had time to make a quick brew!

Oh, who am I kidding? There is always time for a quick brew.

The problem is, all this work has made me completely knackered. I get home of an evening, eat an early dinner and I'm in bed by 7:30/8:00. I will read for about ten minutes and then promptly fall asleep and dream about pregnant friends and creepy churches. (Was that a sacrificial altar I saw there? Oo-er!)

On an entirely different subject, I'd like to propose a new way to interview applicants for the workplace. How much bullshit can we cope with in the corporate world? Why do all interviews follow the same appalling formula for which any fool can effectively 'cut and paste' answers from any book on the market?

"Give us an example of how you have dealt with a difficult colleague." Blah-fucking-blah.

OK... Here are the questions I'd like to ask.

1. When you use a communal toilet, do you like to leave it in the state you found it in?

2a. At home, do you leave your dirty mugs and plates in the kitchen sink to become dry and crusty before washing them up?

2b. Do you think somebody else is going to do it for you?

3. Do you know the difference between recyclable stuff and actual waste?

4. Do you respect other people's personal space?

5. Do you care how you smell?

6. Just how inconsiderate are you?

7. Are you subhuman scum?



Now, if I heard the answers I wanted to hear to those questions, I would know whom to employ.
Oh. And if they're hot, they'd get bonus points. (Mwah-ha-ha)

It staggers me that there are people in my building at work who get paid way more than I do and yet they are still unable to get their rubbish into the bin or even clean up their dirty coffee cups.
Something every day gets on my tits and I try not to slap people. I've been amazingly restrained so far.




OK, fascist Nazi Ben has stepped down from his soapbox and tucked away his sniper rifle. Nice Ben is back...

Aren't kittens adorable!?!


Friday, September 2, 2011

Better Make It Better

This is Day Three of my 100 Day Challenge and, by my reckoning, I'm failing miserably.

Day One was OK.
I weighed myself (79kg).
I had Bran Flakes and a glass of Orange Juice for breakfast.
A healthy snack bar mid-morning.
A 'Biggest Loser' shake and an apple for lunch.
My home-made lamb chilli for dinner followed by a low-fat yoghurt and another apple.

All in all, a reasonable day's munching.

Day Two was less good.
I weighted myself (79kg).
I had four slices of toast with marmalade and a mug of tea for breakfast
A healthy snack bar mid-morning.
Then I had chicken vindaloo with garlic naan (with extra garlic) for lunch.
Two glasses of white wine after work.
More wine plus another Indian meal for dinner. (Michelle Bridges would beat me to a pulp!)


Not really the best way to start a regime. Still, the two curries helped shed a load in the little boys' room, so that's a bonus.

I am seeing friends again this evening, so I doubt that will be a 'light 'n' easy' dining experience, but I will enjoy myself anyway.

Has anyone got the number of a good lipsuctionist? (Is that a word?)

"I will be skinny by Christmas, I will be skinny by Christmas!"

Jeepers, I sound like a deluded turkey with high hopes of the New Year...