I’m now making a blanket, followed by another blanket, followed by.. a blanket. And whatever random creatures get requested in between. I may have ordered Black Friday wool, I’m literally tripping over it.
Got my crojo back
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Mammy, can I be a bubble please?
Erm.. ok sweetie
I had to try and draw this one
It wouldn’t have worked if I’d written it!
Apologies for the rubbish artwork.
Zumba and fat class Wednesday
So, it’s Zumba time again. I’m rather unsportingly sitting writing this on my phone while I wait for class to start. I’m feeling anti social.
Today has been a bit rubbish. A lot rubbish, even. Maybe. It might get better.
Baba’s poorly eye has developed into conjunctivitis (thank god I live near a very good eye hospital) and larger child has been a big, naughty grump. And husband has been a bit of a sulky child.
Well, that’s how I feel, anyway.
I, of course, have been lovely.
(I said that’s how I feel, anyway!)
So, anyway.. Today I had a mcdonalds. Bad me! They shouldn’t have made the vegetarian option actually vegetarian! It tempts me. But after an hour at the eye hospital, thinking I’d lost my mobile and various other stressness, it just worked. But I did notice, I didn’t enjoy it as much.
I made a super tea:
Incorporating:
2 portions carbs, 1 protein, 3 fruit, 2 dairy, and salad.
I feel a bit better after a bath. Fat club went ok, I lost 2lb. There’s no class next week, something to do with the bank holiday. I’m happier this week, as I only lost 1lb the week before, but think I should be losing more than 2lb a week now I’m at the gym too. So, I need to be better behaved! I want to lose more than 4lb in the two weeks I have until I get weighed properly again.
So, I struggle to get to the gym in the right times, I called in today and bought a key so I can use the machines and run through my program at any time. This means it’ll be easier to go, in theory. I’ll still need to find a babysitter, but I’ll be able to go on a weekend and a Wednesday too (daddy day care!).
I’ve been thinking about the sugar I eat. The amount of sweets I go through increases as I get more tired. So, I just need to get poorly baba sleeping through the night and I’ll be fine. I’m sure that’ll be easy!
I started this post at Zumba, so it’s only right to tell you how it went. The first track was rubbish (it always is) and then the second got worse as it was a new routine, evidently they’d started it last week when I wasn’t there (how typical?) so I felt stupid. Then the next track came on, and not only did I remember what I was doing, I didn’t totally suck at it! So, I may actually be getting the hang of it, a bit. I was better at the cardio bit, but my legs still killed at the legs, bums and tums bit. So, I still need to keep going with the muscle building stuff.
Anyhow, poorly baba is currently asleep, but I’m sure he’ll be up soon!
Goodnight, sleep tight
Don’t let the bed bugs bite xx
When’s payday again?
How come the last week before payday is so miserable?
And how come I can’t give up sugar?
And how come it’s raining today?
I was having fun at the beach 🙁
So, anyway, we’re plodding on. Not doing to well on the food and exercise front, the food part is purely my lack of self control, the exercise part is the lack of babysitters and weather going dodgy.
Right now everyone in my house is having a nap and I can’t sleep. I’m really tired though. But nevermind! We’ve been to the beach, until the rain came.
Larger child had fun, we were there last night too, I took him for a paddle in the sea. I’m glad I live near the sea, it makes for good child amusement! They showed a movie in a local park last night, I tried to talk husband into going, but he wouldn’t go see dirty dancing. I think he’d have probably spent most of the time playing football with child anyway, so I’m gonna work on him for next time!!
The seaside:
I had a bit of a vigilante moment this week…. I’ve noticed an increase in ‘scrap men’ on the streets, picking up metal to sell. A while back, one even knocked on my door and asked if some stuff in my yard was rubbish. For the clarification of any Americans, when I say yard, I mean area of concrete with ten foot wall around it.
So anyway, i’m in the house with the baby while the larger child is at nursery, and suddenly my cats come running in the house. I look out of the window, and I see a man climbing out of my yard, with larger child’s highchair (it was left out there).
So, I grabbed the baby, my keys, and my phone and gave chase! They promptly dumped the highchair, but I took some lovely pictures of their truck. Which I have to the nice policeman who came shortly afterwards.
Then a bit later I realised that chasing a truck full of men armed with an iPhone and a baby might not have been a good idea.. But nevermind! I hope the police scare them, because I haven’t felt very safe in my own home since then, and that sucks. Well, such is life! Anyway, time to go dry my hair, I’m in a phase of pretending to be girly. (I can try, I might convince someone).