I’ve had a couple of odd things happen the last couple of days. One was during a driving lesson I learnt how to turn a car. Now this sounds fairly straight forward right? And it is, so I’d never thought that it was something I should be asking questions about, you turn the steering wheel, which in turn pivots the front wheel and the car moves in an arc like direction and navigates the bend. However there’s more to it than that, all about the back wheel being the pivot point and inertia and physics and stuff, I hadn’t thought further than turn the steering wheel – car turns, so I’m now working towards being a more accurate driver who doesn’t continually cut corners. Yup the joys of being 29 and only just learning to drive. My second thing is colloidal silver. It’s just weird.
Oops it’s been a long time between posts. I only just realised, there has been an excessive amount of illness in my house – anyone know of good home remedies let me know. Basically for anything cos we’re pulling out all stops. Well me and Max are anyway, Graeme is, as always, a perfect example of good health. Not Fair.
This post is going to follow a show and tell format. Let me know if you wish for instructions for any of the following, there’s just such a lot here!!
Strange things are happening, in my wardrobe of all places. After my birthday I decided to invest in some new clothes, as the fact that in the last 3 months I’ve lost more weight than my 2 year old weighs (thanks Shannan Ponton and your 8 week challenge) meant that I was having a hard time keeping on any of last years winter clothes.
I’ve been a size 18 for a while now, and if I were entirely honest I could tell you that I wasn’t trying on clothes, and was simply accepting that that was where it was. And in the same vein I probably should say that some of the 18’s I was buying probably were verging on the too small side, I was just refusing to accept it.
So shopping for size 16’s was pretty cool. You can find them in shops fairly easily, unlike larger sizes and there are cuts that are quite stylish and flattering, rather than boxy and fattering*. But, here’s my true reason for celebration this eve. I tried on a pair of pants purchased on the shopping trip mentioned some time ago, I hope you’re still there reader, as this is getting a touch rambly. I’m even practicing neologism here people. anyway, as I was saying. Bought a cool pair of teal jeans from Katies – these ones in teal. They are amazing, and comfy and I truly recommend that everyone get a pair. Stick with me, we’ll work through the tangents. The thing is, I got a pair of 18’s and they just about fell off, so a pair of 16’s was bought in, and they were comfy, and I loved the colour, and so home with me they came. But when I put them on this morning thinking it was the right kind of day to rock some colour block, with jeans and an Espirit dress that deserves it’s own post, I found that apparently a 16 is not right for me either…
Hello there stranger, size 14 pants it is!!!!! I further confirmed this with a purchase of tights today, whereby when I tried on the 16s they proved my point, so I am sitting here a ridiculously pleased with myself size 14. With a pair of those damn fine Katie’s Jeans that won’t stay up on my hands.
I have however celebrated this win with a feast of cheese, crackers and olives for dinner tonight, washed down with a bottle of wine so I may find that that is not a problem for long… if you are in the region, drop in to Maleny
Cheese, where you will find an awesome selection of mouthwateringly good treats. My platter tonight consisted of their Wasabi Cheddar, Buffalo Feta, St Clair, and a low fat Brie accompanied by crackers, olives, a Black Swan Broad bean and hummus dip, and 97% fat free semi dried tomatoes. Yummo. If anyone from the Challenge has come over for a read, I did also do a walk pushing the pram that was about 2 hrs long, incorporated a 89m climb, so when I was at the supermarket deciding what dinner would be since Gra is working late tonight, I figured that I maybe could go a little wild…
Ah, ok, so the point of my post? Oh, yeah, Size 14, hello stranger. It’s been a ling time since you were in my life, my being a size 12 goal seems attainable for the first time in a long, long while, rather than simply something that I can see shimmering in the distance as something which is nice, but it ain’t going to be a reality any time soon. Yay for the little things in life that make you realise how truly good life can be. I love the little bonuses you throw my way that make me feel all happy like this over a silly little thing which makes me feel ever so powerful. Mwah ha universe I have a say. I control all that is me, and you can’t actually stop me if I can put in the motivation, and the better I do, the more motivation I feel.+++
* I know fattering is not a word. There’s this thing I’ve noticed whereby they seem to not increase the amount of fabric used for sizes 14 +, so while a size 12 top is flattering, and a nice length, by the time you get to a size 16 top there’s not quite enough cover around the midriff area, you find that lifting your arms becomes somewhat of an embarrassment, as suddenly more stomach is exposed than you’re happy to accept, especially once you’ve got a few baby badges (i.e. stretch marks) to show off.
+++ Tomorrow I shall attempt to post a rather more coherent and rather less wine fuelled piece documenting a couple of cool domestic tricks I have discovered in the past couple of days 🙂
Trying to upload the brochure, so you can look at it online, but it seems to not be working properly.
A Look at the knitted treats for someone sweet
For some reason I found this rather funny, now just have to find a use for it…
Not sure, but at Max’s daycare there has been an outbreak of hand, foot and mouth disease, which has left me wondering if that’s what he’s been down with – apart from the blistering (though he does ahve a blistery rash in the nappy area) it seems that the symptoms match. Eww. It sounds gross, though that’s probably cos it makes me think of the more bovine Foot and Mouth disease, which leads to destruction of creatures, whereas this is nothing similar, apart from the name of course.
Other exciting things that have been going on around the whare are:
- driving lessons – oh, what a joyful process
- Knitting – I have taught myself to knit, and have made a sale – look out for more about this, I’m probably going to make an attempt at an online store one of these days soon, just getting a bit of stock up, so will have knitted product, cards and photographic items.
- Cleaning up more puke, attempting to make appetising delicious easy to swallow toddler friendly healthy food. Deciding I have been defeated, only to have him decide on tinned spaghetti. Yup, Fine.
- Last night we had the wonder of sleep. It was a bit like finding a long lost relative, and makes me wonder how we did it in those baby days.
Some of you may have noticed that my last post went up in a rather unfinished state. Also that it was posted at silly o’clock this morning. That’s thanks to a case of what the doctor suspects is viral Laryngitis, which woke us up at 4.30am this morning. Which also was followed with a sore throated voiceless wee man being very upset and making strange mewling noises. Then when the doctors opened rushing to get the one appointment before noon.
The wishy-washy diagnosis (yeah, I get that kids just get stuff, but I hate how it’s “probably” this, or “maybe” that) meant that there was no daycare, and my day of shopping meant I had him along, which was fine, but it did mean that in the course of the day I bought: Hydra-lyte (and a new drink bottle to drink it from), water, a red rooster kids meal (which I then ate myself as he couldn’t deal with it), Nurafen for kids, a whole new outfit (since he puked on what he was wearing) so my spend was rather more than I expected.
All he’s wanted to do is sleep, which he had difficulty with all day, and cuddle his Mumma. I hate it when you can’t DO anything, and he doesn’t understand why he’s so sore. Poor wee man, can only hope that he feels better for his birthday tomorrow!
I will show off my shopping one day soon when it’s all calmed down here.
Last night I had planned to make my poached salmon with baked chips (check the recipe page, pretty sure it’s there, if not I will add it one day basically because it’s awesome and super easy, along with being low cal and quite healthy, and it has potato chips!)I But… my oven is broken, and the part didn’t come in yesterday, so I’m having another oven-less day.
I decided instead to do pan-fried salmon with mash. But the salmon pieces were tiny, and that was a bit boring, so I decided to flash up the pan. My accompanying dish was a masterpiece if I do say so myself.
Chorizo Peas with Tamarillo Caramelised Onion
- 1 Chorizo, sliced v thinly
- 2 Red Onions
- 3 Tamarillo
- 1/4c red wine
- splash of rice wine vinegar
- 2 Tbsp Brown Sugar
Heat a large frypan with a small amount of oil, fry off the chorizo until crisped. Remove from pan and allow to drain on a paper towel. Then add onions and cook until they start to go transparent. Then add wine, vinegar, tamarillo and sugar cook until caramelised. Add the peas and cook quickly. Mmm mm mmmm