Allison - I was way beyond ticked about it. I've recovered, but it took a while. If something is wrong with this one though the ticked will come back with a vengeance.
New sofa should be here any minute. Driver called and said he was 30 minutes away at 10 minutes til 3. Fingers crossed.
The Core series is pints of ice cream that have these center cores of naughtiness in the middle of the already-decadent ice creams - things like raspberry jam, Nutella, dark chocolate ganache, or caramel. No, not good for your core at all! My only hope with this stuff is to only open a pint when in the presence of DH and DS - I can take my recommended small serving, and they will fall on the rest of it. Allison ... oh, gosh, I can ignore all sorts of ice milks and low-fat imposters, but now and then I just have to have the super-premiums. It doesn't take a lot, and I don't do it often (any longer). When I want the REAL thing, I make my own. Last year I was working on cinnamon.
You made me look Becky. Karamel Sutra Core - probably not available in Canada.
Enough of the ice cream porn. Time to eat my home made curried cod chowder - not as gross as it sounds.
The new sofa is awesome! Love it. Very pleased. I'll have pictures up soon.
The Karamel Sutra Core has been around for a while, the new ones are peanut butter and jelly, salted caramel and something I can't remember. I've had the Karamel Sutra - it is lovely.
I'll stop now. Really ... I WILL STOP NOW (I mean that in several ways) Apparently, I'm not as afraid of spiders as I'd hoped.
DH comes home tonight and I need to have a stupidly productive weekend. I made the mistake of creating a need to do/should do/want to do list. The need-to-do's require more hours than are available. What's the saying - "life is what happens while you're making other plans." Yep.
I'll stop now. Really ... I WILL STOP NOW (I mean that in several ways) Apparently, I'm not as afraid of spiders as I'd hoped.
DH comes home tonight and I need to have a stupidly productive weekend. I made the mistake of creating a need to do/should do/want to do list. The need-to-do's require more hours than are available. What's the saying - "life is what happens while you're making other plans." Yep.
In my world, all those kinds of things are connected. Too much to do; too much to even make priorities sometimes; not enough time => hacking out time for myself. Hacking out time for myself can sometimes or often => eating food which isn't needed or which isn't good for me.
I weighed myself this morning after not doing so for a month. All that illness etc meant I just didn't do it. Yes, weight up.
I've probably mentioned that when my hair gets to a certain very annoying point my mother will say, "Your hair's looking nice, silverbirch." It's at that point now (two clips to keep it out of my eyes) and it's adding to a rather chubby feeling/look I've got. Add to that, putting on the wrong (too small) workout top this morning and I'm feeling/looking less than gorgeous. And rather middle-aged which is not a good feeling for me. At all. I'd better go and run up a tree like next door's cats. Or mow the lawn or something.
Last week, I thought I'd gained weight, and wrote that here, but my just-woken-up brain didn't remember the number that I wrote down -- I was down .3 pound.
This week, though, I am actually up just about a pound.
My weight is just like a sadness that I carry around with me always. Okay, some of it's muscle. Some of it isn't. But why is it that I, who successfully lost 107 pounds, feel so weary when faced with trying to lose 10 lbs, like that is absolutely unattainable?
Anyway I'm going to try to use my vacation to recalibrate and think this thing through. I think it's a long overdue break. My worry is that I've forgotten how to relax and that it will unhinge in some way.
Saef-- I missed what you're doing/ where you're going. I hope it is relaxing and you take good care of yourself.
Jen-- I have a question for you that I keep meaning to ask. I follow your blog and you often ask for comments. How do I comment? Do I reply to the blog or do I have to log in or something?
Kitty, love you. Take a break, as I should have done, long before now.
Can't believe how mentally "off" I am feeling. Like, "Is this allowed? Am I going to be punished for not being on alert?"
Usually I'd be freaked out at the break in routine and control over eating. Instead I'm welcoming it. Not as an opportunity to binge or indulge, just as a change and my not being responsible this week for grocery shopping & menu planning & food prep, nor with keeping up my exercise schedule.
I am so done with it all, which is what tells me that I am getting a taste of what being burnt out is, what it must be like to be too far gone to come back from it or care. I think I am going to be able to come back from it. But I desperately need this break.
My only hope with this stuff is to only open a pint when in the presence of DH and DS - I can take my recommended small serving, and they will fall on the rest of it. Allison ... oh, gosh, 
I can ignore all sorts of ice milks and low-fat imposters, but now and then I just have to have the super-premiums. It doesn't take a lot, and I don't do it often (any longer). When I want the REAL thing, I make my own. Last year I was working on cinnamon.
Becky 
- probably not available in Canada.
Apparently, I'm not as afraid of spiders as I'd hoped.
is in order, I think.
