Have you ever looked at a gravestone? On it you will find the date a person was born - and the date that person died. In between is a dash. This small symbol signifies a persons whole existence. When it comes time for my dash to be chipped in, I want to know I lived a full and wondrous life.

Aug 8, 2009

The chico baby


A few of my USA counterparts were curious as to what a chico baby was. This is them. It's about the only lolly I really love and MOTH (Man of the House) decided he would buy some from the shops for me yesterday. Nice of him... and yet .. not! lol. Anyway, they are soft little chocolately flavored men of fun. Hope this helps :)

Aren't these bands of ours fun? I had a shocker of a day yesterday, eating wise. I looked back and I hadn't really eaten a massive amount...the food was spaced out nicely over the day but gawd, did I feel awful. I haven't felt that horrible fullness for weeks now and I proved to myself I'm still capable of slipping back into old habits (not so much the quantity but more the kind of crap I used to eat, ending with a Buddha belly late at night.) As the best of us say, we can fix our stomachs but we can't fix our heads. That's going to take a whole lot more work, and time too.

Strangely enough, although its almost 1pm in the afternoon I have not felt the slightest bit hungry. I've had a couple of coffee's with my skim milk and I'm sated. Could be I'm still living off of yesterdays overload or could be just the way life is going to be with my good friend Portia. Shes a fickle woman! I feel a lot better today - head wise - and I went back and had a look at similar time frames with some of you other girls and we all seem to go through the same thing. We have good strong days, and some not good ones. It's normal. I have to keep reminding myself that I'm not unusual. I have lost a lot of weight up to this point and I would be hard pressed to have kept blowing off the kilos at the same rate till this point I had been. So all good. That said, I'm really looking forward to this next fill and what it will bring. Or what I hope it will bring.

Right now MOTH and I are wondering what we have let ourselves in for. Yesterday was Jake's 13th birthday (Happy Birthday babes!!!) and today we have four of his teen friends coming over for a get together. They are off to this computer place for a few hours and then back here for pizza and birthday cake and then staying the night. EEEEK! I must have had a brain fart when I agreed to that one. One or maybe two, but another four? What the!! That makes nine males in house at one time and one lone female (me!!) Still they are all good kids. We will bunk them down in the enormous room he and Riley share, throw on a video or two and then they are back off into the yonder to their parents - God willing - about 11 am tomorrow. MOTH and I will no doubt be nervous wrecks lol. Still, you only turn 13 once and I like to mark these important dates in their memories for them. Mason turns 16 on Monday, which is another one, but so far, he's pretty casual about the whole thing. We will do what we did for Mitchell when he turned 16, which is to take him out for some one on one time with just MOTH and I for dinner. That sounds ideal. It's an expensive time of year for us around July, August, especially since the boys now want electrical stuff and not just toys... three birthdays in a matter of ten days (what were we thinking.. were there major power outages around this time?? lol)

I hear a car pulling up and yes it's the first of the kids arriving. Wish me luck.
Cara xxx

2 comments:

  1. Good luck- although it's probably over by now. Thanks for the chico babies info- I googled, but couldn't find out what they were.

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  2. Chicos rule! I just bought some for the first time in ages on the weekend. Yummo!

    Hope you made it through the boy-fest.

    Don't be too hard on yourself. You'd feel better if you knew what I'd eaten this weekend. But I'm not going to say coz it's too embarrassing! Anyway back on the horse today!

    Em :)

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