Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Thought for the Day: Life is a hospital. You are either a nurse or a patient. (Spalding Grey) Ask yourself which are you today? Yesterday? Most days? How about your friends?
Today is ANZAC day. That's a holiday here in honour of all those who died in a variety of wars. Even the weather is weeping. It's a very grey day. Nothing to do but stay home and doze. It's half past four already and I don't feel like I've woken up yet. I still have a little Easter chocolate saved for a rainy day. That'll get me through.
Current weight: 78 kg
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Today is ANZAC day. That's a holiday here in honour of all those who died in a variety of wars. Even the weather is weeping. It's a very grey day. Nothing to do but stay home and doze. It's half past four already and I don't feel like I've woken up yet. I still have a little Easter chocolate saved for a rainy day. That'll get me through.
Current weight: 78 kg
Monday, April 17, 2006
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Groucho Marx: "I find TV very educational. Whenever anyone switches it on, I go into the other room and read a book."
Easter Greetings to all. I trust your weekend was filled with buns, chocs and all manner of frivolity. Mine certainly has been but I think it will take another week to show up on the scales. I'm sure I can expect bad news at the next weekly weigh-in. A small price to pay for the delight of a Cadbury's cream egg. I'll repent my sins next week.
By the way, did you know it's turnoff week soon? Switch off the TV and do something else. Nah, I won't be doing that either. I like my 'chewing gum for the eyes.' It's not as if I'd be doing anything constructive if I wasn't watching TV. I'd just be sitting at the computer instead.
Current weight: 77.2 kg
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Easter Greetings to all. I trust your weekend was filled with buns, chocs and all manner of frivolity. Mine certainly has been but I think it will take another week to show up on the scales. I'm sure I can expect bad news at the next weekly weigh-in. A small price to pay for the delight of a Cadbury's cream egg. I'll repent my sins next week.
By the way, did you know it's turnoff week soon? Switch off the TV and do something else. Nah, I won't be doing that either. I like my 'chewing gum for the eyes.' It's not as if I'd be doing anything constructive if I wasn't watching TV. I'd just be sitting at the computer instead.
Current weight: 77.2 kg
Monday, April 10, 2006
I went to work by bus today. The car sat lonely outside the house all day while Jim cycled and I took public transport. A day of protest at higher fuel costs? No, Jim always cycles, he thinks it's fun. As for me, it's all part of my 'belt and braces' approach to life. It just occurred to me that I had never caught the bus to the work so if I needed to one day (say, if the car was swallowed by an earthquake) I'd be clueless. Jim was very supportive, of course. "Try to avoid sitting next to mad people," was his advice. He's always so helpful.
No big deal, you may say. Millions take buses every day and don't expect accolades. True, but they don't have my appalling sense of direction. Turn me round twice in my own bedroom and I end up in the airing cupboard. Fly from Maputu to Paris via Timbuktu? Hey, no problem, the pilot knows the way. Navigate by smell alone across the entire city from the depths of the London underground? Yup, can do. However, when I came up for air and had to get the bus, I stood on the wrong side of the road and caught one in the opposite direction. Buses require esoteric knowledge, secrets that the rest of the world is privy to and I am not. I spent the entire journey perched on the edge of my seat, peering out of the window, trying to distinguish distant landmarks that could indicate an approaching bus stop. I had plenty of room though, no one seemed to want to sit next to me.
Current weight: 77.8 kg
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No big deal, you may say. Millions take buses every day and don't expect accolades. True, but they don't have my appalling sense of direction. Turn me round twice in my own bedroom and I end up in the airing cupboard. Fly from Maputu to Paris via Timbuktu? Hey, no problem, the pilot knows the way. Navigate by smell alone across the entire city from the depths of the London underground? Yup, can do. However, when I came up for air and had to get the bus, I stood on the wrong side of the road and caught one in the opposite direction. Buses require esoteric knowledge, secrets that the rest of the world is privy to and I am not. I spent the entire journey perched on the edge of my seat, peering out of the window, trying to distinguish distant landmarks that could indicate an approaching bus stop. I had plenty of room though, no one seemed to want to sit next to me.
Current weight: 77.8 kg
Monday, April 03, 2006
I was craving fishfinger sandwiches with white bread and ketchup this week. There's no denying my working class origins. Perhaps it's a magic diet food though because there has been a drop on the scales this week. More likely it was caused by my haircut. From the pile of hair on the floor at the end I'm sure it could account for half a kilo.
It was very untidy. And worse still a colleague referred to it as 'very 70's' which may have been kindly meant but put a picture of Farrah Fawcett Majors in my mind that's very hard to live with.
"It's too untidy," I said to the hairdresser.
"Messy is very fashionable just now," he replied.
I thought to myself, 'I'm wearing track pants from Target, an ancient t-shirt with a beer logo on it and holey socks. Do you think for an instant that 'fashionable' shapes my world?' but being a complete wimp around hairdressers I just smiled and said, "See what you can do."
Half a kilo of hair later the end result is exactly the same as what I went in with. Oh well. I'll be bolder next time. More forceful.
Thought for the day: How do you know that bad luck isn't saving you from something even worse?
Current weight: 76.6 kg
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It was very untidy. And worse still a colleague referred to it as 'very 70's' which may have been kindly meant but put a picture of Farrah Fawcett Majors in my mind that's very hard to live with.
"It's too untidy," I said to the hairdresser.
"Messy is very fashionable just now," he replied.
I thought to myself, 'I'm wearing track pants from Target, an ancient t-shirt with a beer logo on it and holey socks. Do you think for an instant that 'fashionable' shapes my world?' but being a complete wimp around hairdressers I just smiled and said, "See what you can do."
Half a kilo of hair later the end result is exactly the same as what I went in with. Oh well. I'll be bolder next time. More forceful.
Thought for the day: How do you know that bad luck isn't saving you from something even worse?
Current weight: 76.6 kg