I'd like to blame Simlin. His Eagles' nailbiting stoush with the Swans was all the Grand Final anyone could want - apart, of course, from a 10 goal shellacking of the opposition by one's own team; I'll have to wait until next year for that (laughter). Hope you had a big one Simlin!!
And I'd like to blame my friend V - when I am told to "come over at 1.30 so we can have some food" then I don't eat lunch. So when there's no actual food, only chips and olives and cheese, I eat them, so the wine I drink while distracted by the thrilling footy doesn't get me too messy. And when the real food appears, at three quarter time, I eat that too, because it's yummy, and because all those kilojoule-laden nuggets haven't filled me up properly, no no no.
But I can't blame anyone but myself. I just went straight back to my old piggy party eating habits and 'forgot' all the party food strategies I've practiced for all these years. Good one LBTEPA!! Top effort! NOT!!
And I'm feeling pretty happy about Noddie and the Spousal Unit, and I don't take much trouble with my hair, and I'm not a bloke, so I couldn't really join in either the "our lives are crap our kids are awful our husbands are tiresome we all go to the same hairdresser isn't she good" conversation, or be the only chick hanging around the barbecue. Well, I could have, but I didn't. So I felt a bit lonely and a bit of a social failure so I drank a bit more wine.
But then the Spousal Unit arrived and I started to have a nice time. And then I walked Noddie home in the windy darkness and we were very pleased to be having an adventure, and then I was a bit peckish and feeling kindly toward J so I ordered Chinese food so we could share it when he got home, and I had a glass or two of sparkling shiraz while I was waiting for him and picking at the food.....
The Spousal Unit has gone back to bed, poor lambie, and Noddie is dancing to Play School dressed only in her singlet. I'm in my dressing gown, and I'm very glad I got my weekend run over with yesterday morning.
I am never, ever, ever eating or drinking anything ever, ever again.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
please speak quietly
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6 much-appreciated comments:
Hi there, visiting via A-Girl-Running.
Glad to have came another Aussie blog, I am considering running and was browsing for inspiration. I am a mum, uni student, wife and sister etc etc.
Please come say Hi, would like to follow your journey and loose my 15kg too after having a bub ... 18 months ago!
Perth regards.
Rofl.. famous last words....
"I am never, ever, ever eating or drinking anything ever, ever again."
I like that... hehe
I had Chinese for dinner too! and far too much food and beer. The beer had it's own punishment, meaning I had to run to get the car this morning after getting a lift home.
ha!!! liar. :)
A binge weekend is not the end of the world. It sounds like it was a good few days to let your hair down.
kzfsdOk, Ok... I promise I did stop eating.. and I set the alarm early to go for a walk.. and i had yoghurt for brekkie and a borning small jacket spud with just a little butter and bacon and onion... no cheese and no sour cream...
I was good I promise.. hehe.... til i got to Hungry jacks and had an icecream... hehe.. just a wittle one and I didnt eat the cone..(gluten) well i tried... damn...
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