THISISIT.... New Year, new body. I decided to join a gym, not really my thing at all, I am not good at commitment to say the least, but need to do something as my body is heavier now than when I was pregnant. Yes that would be 9 months pregnant.
Today was the day to go for the first time on my own, however, I had to purchase a couple of things first.
1. New trainers - was all prepared to go into Southampton and trawl the sports shops for the right trainer, I have a problem with my knees and arch in my foot. Both ache when I walk too much as need a good supportive shoe. That is not a shoe that encourages me but a shoe that sort of holds up my arch or "supports" it.
Anyway, after speaking to a friend she suggested Go Outdoors. Hot on my heels.... I went there first and found some trainers/walking shoes, not sure if they will do the job, but to be honest they look good, feel comfortable and not too girly. So only time will tell.
2. Tracksuit bottoms/Joggy pants - went to the local high street to see if there was anything available, rather than going into Southampton. Went into the first shop, please don't judge me at this stage but I did say I went to the local shops!!!
Peacocks, had a variety of bottoms, not sweatshirt material, but lighter material. Looking good and to be honest just what I thought I needed. However on trying them on, OMG clingy, unflattering pants and I must admit I think I may have seen a Camel toe in there somewhere!!! UGH.. I know. So next high quality shop Bon Marche - yes older ladies shop. I have to admit though the Joggy bottoms in there were actually better and fitted nice. I suppose that says something about me, but hey that is why I am going to the Gym.
So, purchases all made and no on my way to the gym. To be honest not really looking forward to it, as I felt I may have been making a fool of myself. But here goes.
So got in my car, which a couple of weeks ago started rattling underneath, so thought I would quickly take it to the exhaust place to see what was going on. Yes it was the exhaust, not too sure what the rattling was at the time. (but has since been sorted) The part had to be ordered and the car had to stay there for the day.....what a shame no gym for me it seemed.
Before I left my car with the Garage, I had to go into the boot to retrieve my brand new trainers, (not to see the gym today), open the passenger door to retrieve my new gym bottoms, my rucksack with my bottle of water, Iphone holder and earphones (not to see the gym today) and take them all the way home. A short 10 minute walk down the hill.
So best laid plans more often than not, do not happen as planned, instead the new items sit waiting patiently for another day to be used....... THISISIT
Tuesday, 5 February 2013
Sunday, 20 January 2013
Music to my ears
THISISIT.... Where to start, my children have birthdays just before Christmas and just after Christmas and this year received quite a bit of cash as presents. I think this is mainly to do with their ages 8 and 10 and that they have birthdays so near to Christmas.
As they are both into their music they have been chatting about getting some sort of CD player so that they can listen to music in their bedrooms. So it has been decided after trawling through the various Internet sites, Argos and Tesco brochures to get them one each. Using their birthday money.
Now using their own money never really goes down well. They are always happy to use our money, naturally, but dipping their little hands into their money boxes for their cash is a different matter.
Anyway we purchased two fine CD players for our lovelies, (from their own cash) which, they are so very happy with. Each girl has one in her bedroom, playing her own music.
The music is a bit loud, and as my husband has pointed out he will not tell them to turn it down. He remembers when he had music playing in his room, the moment his Dad could hear it, he was ordered to turn it down, the fun was lost on silent music. I have suggested rather than telling them to turn the music down to teach them that when in the house the control should not be past a certain number on the volume dial....
The joy of hearing them singing at the top of their voices to two different songs at the same time is wonderful but a tad bit confusing as not sure what either of them are singing. They have not wanted to watch TV, or go on the laptop or play on our phones. One is singing and reading and the other is playing happily with her dolls house. Such a good buy even is I say so myself...... THISISIT
As they are both into their music they have been chatting about getting some sort of CD player so that they can listen to music in their bedrooms. So it has been decided after trawling through the various Internet sites, Argos and Tesco brochures to get them one each. Using their birthday money.
Now using their own money never really goes down well. They are always happy to use our money, naturally, but dipping their little hands into their money boxes for their cash is a different matter.
Anyway we purchased two fine CD players for our lovelies, (from their own cash) which, they are so very happy with. Each girl has one in her bedroom, playing her own music.
The music is a bit loud, and as my husband has pointed out he will not tell them to turn it down. He remembers when he had music playing in his room, the moment his Dad could hear it, he was ordered to turn it down, the fun was lost on silent music. I have suggested rather than telling them to turn the music down to teach them that when in the house the control should not be past a certain number on the volume dial....
The joy of hearing them singing at the top of their voices to two different songs at the same time is wonderful but a tad bit confusing as not sure what either of them are singing. They have not wanted to watch TV, or go on the laptop or play on our phones. One is singing and reading and the other is playing happily with her dolls house. Such a good buy even is I say so myself...... THISISIT
Tuesday, 1 January 2013
Thisisit - so it has been a almost a year since I last blogged. Started with all good intentions, but after February had so much on forgot to blog. Then forgot username and password, so on, so forth. Today I have persevered with the whole signing in thing and eventually got in. Hooray for the 1st of January.
Not much to say today, don't want to start with any New Year resolutions, as I know now I really won't keep them.
But a question, why do men never want to use the phone when they need to sort out their mess - car not working. I called the AA man, materialises that there is nothing wrong with the car. Except for the fact husband took out a fuse when trying to put inhis new car radio and then forgot to put the fuse back in!!!!!
AA man not impressed, especially after husband said that he should have left the electronics to the professionals, he thinks he is so funny. Funny thing is though, he still has no car radio - thisisit
Not much to say today, don't want to start with any New Year resolutions, as I know now I really won't keep them.
But a question, why do men never want to use the phone when they need to sort out their mess - car not working. I called the AA man, materialises that there is nothing wrong with the car. Except for the fact husband took out a fuse when trying to put inhis new car radio and then forgot to put the fuse back in!!!!!
AA man not impressed, especially after husband said that he should have left the electronics to the professionals, he thinks he is so funny. Funny thing is though, he still has no car radio - thisisit
Sunday, 26 February 2012
New Outfits
THISISIT.... Me and my husband have two important dates soon. he has an interview to attend and I have in the same week a night out with the people from work.
We go out today to look for, HIM new trousers and shirt (that fit) and ME, a new dress or outfit that will look trendy-ish with my younger workmates and a bit nightclubby appropriate.
We buy something each, and this afternoon both try on our new outfits. Matt actually says, "don't come in the bedroom, I am trying on my clothes" he wants it to be a surprise of how "good" it looks!!!!!.
He eventually comes out of the bedroom in his new trousers and shirt with his choice of tie. I understand what his physique looks like so will understand that there is a certain level he can achieve. The trousers for his body look good, the shirt is a bit too white and the tie is wrong. So suggest he changes the colour of the tie. After 3-4 ties we decide on the right one and also the right length, which he has to keep adjusting. Then we discuss maybe changing the colour of the shirt and he then shows me a pale purpley shirt with matching tie. Looks great, this is it for the interview. Lots of pampering and making sure it's the right look.
So excited now as it is my turn. Historically this doesn't usually tend to be a good experience, but lets try today. Firstly I put the dress on, the dress has no sleeves, so show him me in the dress on its own first. "yeah, that looks nice." I then match it with a short cardigan, just to cover my arms.
"ah, no not really" says Matt.
Me - "what do you mean, is it the colour, I could buy a white one?"
I go back to look in the mirror.
Me "do you think it is the colour?"
At this point he is checking out his trousers in the wardrobe,
Me "DO YOU think it is the colour?, stop doing your trousers and answer me"
I go back into the hallway, to the mirror and he follows.
Me - "Do you think this will be ok for going out"
Matt - "I wouldn't wear it out"
Me "what do you mean? is it not a night club sort of dress or wear it anywhere, if that is the case then I will take it back"
Matt "well, no keep it"
Me - "where would I wear it then?"
A good 10 seconds later he had not come up with an answer, 10 seconds you say is not a long time, but I assure you it is, especially when you are waiting for a simple answer.
1,one hundred, 2, one hundred, 3, one hundred, 4, one hundred, 5, one hundred, 6, one hundred, 7, one hundred, 8, one hundred, 9, one hundred, 10, one hundred, . that is a long time.
My answer to this was, if you really can't think of anywhere I could wear this dress, then it may as well go back in the bag.....
We both don't like the shape of our bodies at the moment, but we have to wear something, so I accept things could look better, but accept how is looks and try to make sure he wears the right things.
We have agreed that I don't ask him for his opinion, as he is not really good at giving it, however, he is the only man in the house that:-
1. I can ask and
2. I would love to have an opinion from.
In the future I have decided to only ask my 2 beautiful girls and hope I get a good, honest answer. I will still continue to give him my support and opinion on his new clothes, taking into account his build and body and understanding his need to show off his new purchases..... Am I ranting, I guess I am..... this is it.
note, after reading this he has now advised me that the band around the dress, draws you attention to my stomach????? So maybe not such a good choice, but would have been nice to have this feedback before the blog.
We go out today to look for, HIM new trousers and shirt (that fit) and ME, a new dress or outfit that will look trendy-ish with my younger workmates and a bit nightclubby appropriate.
We buy something each, and this afternoon both try on our new outfits. Matt actually says, "don't come in the bedroom, I am trying on my clothes" he wants it to be a surprise of how "good" it looks!!!!!.
He eventually comes out of the bedroom in his new trousers and shirt with his choice of tie. I understand what his physique looks like so will understand that there is a certain level he can achieve. The trousers for his body look good, the shirt is a bit too white and the tie is wrong. So suggest he changes the colour of the tie. After 3-4 ties we decide on the right one and also the right length, which he has to keep adjusting. Then we discuss maybe changing the colour of the shirt and he then shows me a pale purpley shirt with matching tie. Looks great, this is it for the interview. Lots of pampering and making sure it's the right look.
So excited now as it is my turn. Historically this doesn't usually tend to be a good experience, but lets try today. Firstly I put the dress on, the dress has no sleeves, so show him me in the dress on its own first. "yeah, that looks nice." I then match it with a short cardigan, just to cover my arms.
"ah, no not really" says Matt.
Me - "what do you mean, is it the colour, I could buy a white one?"
I go back to look in the mirror.
Me "do you think it is the colour?"
At this point he is checking out his trousers in the wardrobe,
Me "DO YOU think it is the colour?, stop doing your trousers and answer me"
I go back into the hallway, to the mirror and he follows.
Me - "Do you think this will be ok for going out"
Matt - "I wouldn't wear it out"
Me "what do you mean? is it not a night club sort of dress or wear it anywhere, if that is the case then I will take it back"
Matt "well, no keep it"
Me - "where would I wear it then?"
A good 10 seconds later he had not come up with an answer, 10 seconds you say is not a long time, but I assure you it is, especially when you are waiting for a simple answer.
1,one hundred, 2, one hundred, 3, one hundred, 4, one hundred, 5, one hundred, 6, one hundred, 7, one hundred, 8, one hundred, 9, one hundred, 10, one hundred, . that is a long time.
My answer to this was, if you really can't think of anywhere I could wear this dress, then it may as well go back in the bag.....
We both don't like the shape of our bodies at the moment, but we have to wear something, so I accept things could look better, but accept how is looks and try to make sure he wears the right things.
We have agreed that I don't ask him for his opinion, as he is not really good at giving it, however, he is the only man in the house that:-
1. I can ask and
2. I would love to have an opinion from.
In the future I have decided to only ask my 2 beautiful girls and hope I get a good, honest answer. I will still continue to give him my support and opinion on his new clothes, taking into account his build and body and understanding his need to show off his new purchases..... Am I ranting, I guess I am..... this is it.
note, after reading this he has now advised me that the band around the dress, draws you attention to my stomach????? So maybe not such a good choice, but would have been nice to have this feedback before the blog.
Friday, 24 February 2012
My New Gadget
THiSISIT.....So I haven't been on the blog for a good couple of weeks as have been so busy what with work and family etc. Oh, who am I kidding, I actually succumbed to an iphone. Not really my choice. I was given my husbands phone as he got a new iphone. The contract ran out on his, so I was entitled to an upgrade 1 hour at least later in the shop, left with a new smartphone. alas not an iphone. but no worries because within less than 24 hours, my husband was back at the shop. "My wife didn't get on with the phone given, can we change it for the iphone 3" so yes I know have one. (oops 3GS apparently this is important.
So my lack of blogging is down to this iphone. In my previous blog I mentioned about becoming easily addicted to my daughters game on the laptop. OMG I promise you the iphone is so much more addictive. I have tried to control myself. I am looking for the free games and in a couple of weeks have only purchased one game at a mere 69p!!
As a family we have almost overnight become addicted to the laptop, iphone, wii, DS and anything we can get our hands on that is electrical. This is so not good.
I convince myself that I am not addicted to the iphone, the only games I have are mystery games, grissly manor (good game) and lost city and my 2 children like them. but have now loaded temple run. HELP me. I have had conversationswith friends regarding these games and have found that they too are addicted. What is happening not only to me but them as well!!
The final straw tonight, which has made me go on the laptop, (yes another electrical device, but this is for a good cause). Matt (husband) and I waiting for a dinner to cook. Children put to bed. Both of us in the kitchen near the oven, me leaning on the kitchen sink, Matt on the breakfast bar. Neither talking to each other, Friday night, glass of win each, great music playing. The end of the week.
I look at him and say "my god the art of conversation is certainly not dead in this house" neither of us are speaking to each other. I am trying to beat my last score of temple run and have just fallen off the edge and Matt I find out later is on Twitter!!!!!
Is this our life for Friday nights. The dinner is now done. he has come off of the iphone to dish up, I will be finishing me blog..... There must be help out there. do I give up the iphone, or ban myself from the games. I am not an addict, I am not an addict, I am not an addict...... This is it.
So my lack of blogging is down to this iphone. In my previous blog I mentioned about becoming easily addicted to my daughters game on the laptop. OMG I promise you the iphone is so much more addictive. I have tried to control myself. I am looking for the free games and in a couple of weeks have only purchased one game at a mere 69p!!
As a family we have almost overnight become addicted to the laptop, iphone, wii, DS and anything we can get our hands on that is electrical. This is so not good.
I convince myself that I am not addicted to the iphone, the only games I have are mystery games, grissly manor (good game) and lost city and my 2 children like them. but have now loaded temple run. HELP me. I have had conversationswith friends regarding these games and have found that they too are addicted. What is happening not only to me but them as well!!
The final straw tonight, which has made me go on the laptop, (yes another electrical device, but this is for a good cause). Matt (husband) and I waiting for a dinner to cook. Children put to bed. Both of us in the kitchen near the oven, me leaning on the kitchen sink, Matt on the breakfast bar. Neither talking to each other, Friday night, glass of win each, great music playing. The end of the week.
I look at him and say "my god the art of conversation is certainly not dead in this house" neither of us are speaking to each other. I am trying to beat my last score of temple run and have just fallen off the edge and Matt I find out later is on Twitter!!!!!
Is this our life for Friday nights. The dinner is now done. he has come off of the iphone to dish up, I will be finishing me blog..... There must be help out there. do I give up the iphone, or ban myself from the games. I am not an addict, I am not an addict, I am not an addict...... This is it.
Wednesday, 1 February 2012
THISISIT... so much has happened, so much is going on, I have tried to write my blog for the past 1/2 hour and keep deleting it. I then wondered should I have just left my ramblings to remind me how mental my mind is at the moment. However, as you now read you will see that I did in fact delete the ramblings and started again.
What was I rambling about, in brief here are the headings.
Verbal diarrhoea
Talking too much, when you meet new people. Why do I do it? is it a bad thing? do they realise what I have done? Are they exhausted as me. This happened a couple of days ago when I met a new person and thought yep, thats what I do. But too my astonishment I realised that I did this again today when I was on an appointment, do I do this everyday?????? how worrying, must make a mental note!!!
Weighwatchers.
Didn't go tonight, was so tired from work. However, I have not really done anything this week to lose weight. I have decided I either have to do it properly of give it up and be obese all my life. I must look at the paperwork and work out what I can eat and how many propoints. It is easy to work out, but food is so nice and the wine has been great lately...
book club
Am reading a book called Home for book club. it is interesting, but a tough one to read. I will try to finish it before the next meeting, but have realised that after 2 hard slogs of books I need to read some trashy, easy to read rubbish.
However, had a lovely hot bath and read some of the book. That was until my daughter needed the bathroom and came and sat chatting to me. Chatting to my baby girl was a welcome release from the book.
The book before this one was Engleby another tough one. Maybe this is a reflection on my busy life at present. Have no energy to read too much. I did think that I could be more like Grace (the character in the book). She doesn't seem to have verbal diarrhoea, in fact the opposite, she just stands back and watches.
This is what I will try to do, but being a sociable butterfly I find this very difficult to do! so my final ramblings on my day today is ..... this is it.
What was I rambling about, in brief here are the headings.
Verbal diarrhoea
Talking too much, when you meet new people. Why do I do it? is it a bad thing? do they realise what I have done? Are they exhausted as me. This happened a couple of days ago when I met a new person and thought yep, thats what I do. But too my astonishment I realised that I did this again today when I was on an appointment, do I do this everyday?????? how worrying, must make a mental note!!!
Weighwatchers.
Didn't go tonight, was so tired from work. However, I have not really done anything this week to lose weight. I have decided I either have to do it properly of give it up and be obese all my life. I must look at the paperwork and work out what I can eat and how many propoints. It is easy to work out, but food is so nice and the wine has been great lately...
book club
Am reading a book called Home for book club. it is interesting, but a tough one to read. I will try to finish it before the next meeting, but have realised that after 2 hard slogs of books I need to read some trashy, easy to read rubbish.
However, had a lovely hot bath and read some of the book. That was until my daughter needed the bathroom and came and sat chatting to me. Chatting to my baby girl was a welcome release from the book.
The book before this one was Engleby another tough one. Maybe this is a reflection on my busy life at present. Have no energy to read too much. I did think that I could be more like Grace (the character in the book). She doesn't seem to have verbal diarrhoea, in fact the opposite, she just stands back and watches.
This is what I will try to do, but being a sociable butterfly I find this very difficult to do! so my final ramblings on my day today is ..... this is it.
Friday, 27 January 2012
The Addict in me
THISISIT. I have never been one for playing computer games, being addicted to my phone or Internet games. However, watching my daughter on Moshi Monsters. mm, adopt a monster then feed it, play with, buy it things etc etc. intrigued me. The game was a children's version of I understand Ugly Birds. (I think that is the name from my Husbands IPhone). Anyway she played it very well, but sometimes just couldn't get the angle right.
I then noticed that she was pulling the monster on the catapult back enough, therefore it did not reach its destination. Frustrated for her, I wanted to have a go to see if I could do. This is not me, I don't do these things.
Anyway, everytime she missed, I tried to get the laptop to show her, but she was not giving it up this was her challenge and no mother of hers was going to have a go. Level 8 she was still going good, but not always getting the results she needed.
Eventually after may times of "I could do that", "please can I have a go" "just let me try". Yes I had become the child and almost an addict. Eventually she reluctantly handed the laptop over to me.
To her delight and my surprise I did very well, got her onto the higher level and gained her more points than she had ever achieved. ( points buy food and nice things for the monster). What a good game and I think she was impressed!!!!
When the game was shut down, she disappeared, only to re-appear with a beautiful card. I quote words and spellings hers.
Well don Mum!
Dear Mum, this card is for your for 3 resons.
1. a winner
2. a grate helper
3. the best mum ever!
your the best love Lily xxoo
My cup spileth over, I have achieved grate (great) things in my child's eyes and wonderful place to be if only for a short time. This is it.
I then noticed that she was pulling the monster on the catapult back enough, therefore it did not reach its destination. Frustrated for her, I wanted to have a go to see if I could do. This is not me, I don't do these things.
Anyway, everytime she missed, I tried to get the laptop to show her, but she was not giving it up this was her challenge and no mother of hers was going to have a go. Level 8 she was still going good, but not always getting the results she needed.
Eventually after may times of "I could do that", "please can I have a go" "just let me try". Yes I had become the child and almost an addict. Eventually she reluctantly handed the laptop over to me.
To her delight and my surprise I did very well, got her onto the higher level and gained her more points than she had ever achieved. ( points buy food and nice things for the monster). What a good game and I think she was impressed!!!!
When the game was shut down, she disappeared, only to re-appear with a beautiful card. I quote words and spellings hers.
Well don Mum!
Dear Mum, this card is for your for 3 resons.
1. a winner
2. a grate helper
3. the best mum ever!
your the best love Lily xxoo
My cup spileth over, I have achieved grate (great) things in my child's eyes and wonderful place to be if only for a short time. This is it.
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