Tom’s 6th birthday party

On Sunday I braced myself and opened my house to 4 extra 6 year olds! The horror! I’m such a wuss when it comes to kids’ parties, I stress and I don’t enjoy them, but the kids seem to have fun so I must be doing something right. As usual my very wonderful mother was there to help out. There were presents – and a silly big brother. We decorated lolly boxes – a very serious business. And ate party food – mmmm suuugaaar. The end. Actually there was pass-the-parcel, beat up the daddy-viking (who was wearing a woolen tunic … Continue reading Tom’s 6th birthday party

The lamb shanks were calling my name

We took David out for dinner at The Ranch after the session at the Anxiety Clinic because I’d promised to as a bribe/compensation for his co-operation in going there in the first place. The session went well, the other families involved seem lovely people, the staff were great and David was reasonably relaxed about being there. Hopefully over the 10 weeks we’ll all learn some good techniques for dealing with the things that make Dave’s life more difficult than it should be. It’s on at a bugger of a time though, 6:00 – 8:00pm, not that any other time would … Continue reading The lamb shanks were calling my name

Follow that wagon!

The WW wagon that is. It got away from me for a while there, I’m blaming a combination of school holidays, TTOM, Caitlin’s birthday party and a particularly hideous urinary tract infection. All better now though, kids went back to school today, I’m past the “Oh, that’s why I’ve been like a bear with a sore head for the last week!” stage of my cycle (why oh why does it ALWAYS surprise me, you’d think I’d be able to recognise the symptoms by now…) and normality has been restored – more or less – anything I still can’t cope with … Continue reading Follow that wagon!

Skip this one

I’m too tired to come up with anything other than the food diary…I wonder why that would be…. Breakfastegg & bacon muffin – 4ptsLunchvegetable & barley soup and tuna & cheese on toast – 6ptsDinner2 lamb cutlets, corn on the cob, jacket potato with sour cream and peas – 7.5ptspineapple and strawberries – 0.5ptsSnacksmilk for tea – 1ptbanana mountain bread wrap – 2ptsWater2.5LExerciseNilTotal points for the day: 21 Continue reading Skip this one

Confession is good for the soul

Last night at about 1:00am I ate: 1 piece of vegemite toast, 1 piece of peanut butter and honey toast, 2 slices of grilled Bega Vintage cheese on toast, some dried cranberries and 1 square of Lindt chocolate. After which I felt somewhat ill. Hmmm…ponders…why did I do this? Let’s see, no complex carbs for dinner, stayed up way too late, getting cold, pissed off with myself over wasting so much of the day yesterday, feeling guilty about all the housework that is un-done. Of course! The obvious answer was to comfort/punish myself in a way guaranteed to make me … Continue reading Confession is good for the soul

Weigh-in week 7

Woot! Lost another 0.9kg πŸ™‚ Brings me to 9.1kg gone, dare I hope to reach the 10kg mark next week? Adam’s car is probably in the shop till Friday. Poor boy, having to do without his little red toy. He wanted to go visit the leather supplies shop and sailing bookshop place sometime this week, I might take pity on him and drag the kids around to do some daddy shopping one day. It’s not like we have anything else planned and I’d quite like to see the leather place. I went way over my 4 hours on the computer … Continue reading Weigh-in week 7

I don’t like Mondays. No, wait. Mondays good, sausages bad…

Nice quiet family day today. Lord of the Rings miniatures got painted, a BBQ lunch was eaten on the front deck, I did some grocery shopping and we walked to the park and played basketball. I decided at lunch that I wanted one of the not quite so low fat sausages I get for the kids, I had plenty of points, what the hell I thought. Well. I remember now why I say I don’t like sausages. Bleh πŸ˜› Greasy and tasteless. I won’t buy them again, it’ll be Peppercorn Meat Company snags for all of us from now on. … Continue reading I don’t like Mondays. No, wait. Mondays good, sausages bad…