the curse of march

Well its sunday night in the curse of March....

This weekend mothering sunday (although we celbrate on saturday as my mum has charitable commitments on the sunday).

My sister and I thought long and hard and bought my mum a basket of bulbs, and we went to the theatre to see calendar girls. Mum is trying to eat healthily so we decided against the usual chocs and wine.....her face lit up when she opened the gift, especially as my sis and I had made her cards for her too.

We went to the theatre and had no sweeties....and you know what not one of us missed them. We were so engrossed in the hilarity of the performance we didn't need the munchies. I ordered our interval drinks, and made sure the words diet coke rather than white wine came out of my mouth !!!

But then disaster struck.........

My father and my sister appeared really tired, and I suggested they stay over rather than drive over the penines. They agreed but then we had teh issue of food. I live alone, so I do not carry supplies for 4 lol. Everyone was tired and so I suggested we eat at the local pub.

I picked the pub as they have lots of 'smaller portion' meals and felt that people could choose what they wanted whether they decided to diet or not. I must admit I was a bit panicky....what with them having my favourite macaroni cheese and all lol.

Anyway we sat down, and instead of macaroni I found myself ordering haloumi salad, and my mum bless her, she had a tuna jacket potato. It was nice sitting eating as a family and we all ate as we wanted and the food was delicious and all served as if it were lobster or caviar. Presentation is such a big thing.



So I survived the first of the 'family' weekends in march that usually cause me to overeat....I am convinced that I will have a gain this week just as I am out of my usual routine but I have tried and thats the main thing.

Just thinking about my mum and dads wedding anniversary now. 40 years :o). I hope if I ever get married I look as beautiful as my mum did. (beautiful peeps in top pic are my mum and dad last year on our family holiday)

Climb Climb up sunshine mountain......

Well its been a bit of an uphill struggle this week.....

I weighed in on Tuesday as normal and was pleased to see a steady loss of 1.5lbs taking me to 16lbs since christmas. So yes I was a happy bunny but then I realised I had set my target at a stone and a half for my birthday which gives me 2 weigh ins to lose another 5 lbs, and as my birthday celebrations start tonight with a curry with my ww friends I am thinking a loss of 2.5lbs a week for next fortnight is out of my grasp.

I wrote my despair on my facebook status and luckily one of my ww online friends was there to make me see sense. What an achievement 16lbs was rather than how awful I may not make 21lbs for birthday. She asked me to post a before and after picture so I am going to ask my family (who are visiting this weekend) to take a pic and I will see if we can see a difference.

Whilst I was out walking with the ww clerks on monday (whom I must thank for keeping me on the exercise straight and narrow as I truly believe our weekly 5 mile walk is helping keep me losing and also keeping me sane.) Anyway whilst walking with them I was talking about my weight loss pattern. That is I start every new year with attack and usually lose about a stone through january and february and then things stand still in march, I gain on my birthday and at easter and never seem to get back on track until late november.... :o(.

Maybe just maybe, this year will be different as because I have discovered my habit I can change it...maybe the light is dawning this year......

Its been a tough week, I have had very little time for me, what with work pressures (I manage a team who has a vacancy and some sickness so I am covering a lot), my university deadlines ...thank god that essay is done even if it took a pack of mini jaffa cakes to get me through, and the day to day running of the house....its never ending

I am finding it harder and harder saying goodbye to keith each week....we try and see each other most weekends but even that is getting squashed into shorter and shorter flying visits with all the pressures but luckily he is a lovely man and is being very supportive in it all......made me realise how much I love him, he even noticed my 'dough baby' was diminishing!!!!!

Today I have tidied around my house (filing all the articles that were strewn around, and washing up that I have not done over last two days) and I am now settling down to some relaxing card making....


Busy busy busy......but happy happy happy....hence climb climb up sunshine mountain....