Saturday, 26 October 2013

Snots, Skirts and Sizing

I didn't blog yesterday. Mainly as a lot of the day was spent sleeping. I woke up feeling rather poo,  very snotty and tired and so decreed that it would be a sofa day. Hague was only at work for a little while too, but I still managed to stay in bed until he went to work and only then did I sort myself out some breakfast.

Lovely as it was it didn't magically mend my cold, and so I dosed myself up with some cold tablets before my first visitor of the day arrived. Now, I do go on quite a bit about how fabulous my SW group is, but it's true. I have made some truly fab friends there, and it was one of them, Julie who was popping around to drop off a skirt that no longer fitted her. It wasn't a skirt to wear now, seeing as it was a sz10, but she thought of me anyway, and so she dropped it off and we had good old natter before she had to head back to work - plans for Park Run tentatively made first.

Of course, when new clothes enter the house, even clothes that are blatantly going to be too small, they must be tried on to see how far away they are....except somehow, the skirt went fitted...I think this is a rather huge example of the joys of vanity sizing as there is no way on this earth I am anywhere even close to a sz10, but there I was, inside a skirt labelled just that. I may have to wear it inside out!!

The CBA's then hit in such a huge way that I couldn't even be bothered to move Jade when she decided this was where she would be sitting...

She was still there when Hague came home from work. He just shook his head :o) By then I was getting peckish again, and so got myself a quick lunch sorted before another visitor arrived!! 

I shall christen this orange risotto :o) Just butternut squash, orange pepper and onion roasted off, and then rice and stock added. Back in the oven, and then 4 laughing cow blue triangles and some spinach stirred in. Minimal effort, maximum nommyness. Dessert was fruit and yogurt. For a change.

Our next visitor was the rather lovely Jo, we had a bit of a catch up and an attempt to sort out another girlie night with no luck. The temptation of baby kittehs was also dangled in front of us...very dangerous...Not long after Jo had left I started to fade fast, such excitement had worn me out and so I headed to bed feeling utterly shattered.

I didn't wake up until nearly 10 - starving hungry and aching all over. I threw together a totally random dinner - Hague helped with the grapes - and not long after we headed back up to bed, me armed with a lovely, milky hot chocolate. Not the most exciting day ever!

Food Diary (Friday)

Free Food
butternut squash
corn on the cob
sweet potatoes

Healthy Extras
A - 250ml semi-skimmed milk
A - 30g Cheddar
B - 2 slices wholemeal bread (400g loaf)
B - 4 laughing cow light blue cheese triangles

3 Quorn sausages                              3
Activia creamy yogurt                        2½
2 tbsp extra light mayo                       1
Hot chocolate                                    2

Total syns                                          8½

I was really good and set my alarm in time for me to get up and do Park Run. I woke up and was really undecided over what to do. I felt sore and achey, tired and grumpy and was really torn as to whether to go or not. After a stretch and a wee I decided that I wouldn't be a lazy moog for another day and I would get up and head to the cliffs for the Park Run, so I fortified myself with a Benefit bar and off I went.

As I got there I got a text from Julie saying she had turned up for her first one and was I I was rather pleased I'd fought the CBA's and won.

It was hard going, warm, but windy and once again the bloody climb up the cliffs nearly finished me  - but we both kept on going, and once again I got round in a personal best time! It made a change to have someone to run with  and I think we kept each other going in the end! With running done, I headed home to my usual nice hot bath and breakfast.

I then had a bit of a staying awake fail...I was drying off, when I say drying off, what I actually mean is that I was snuggled up in bed with a towel around me, and somehow I managed to nod off. Only waking up when Hague rung to see if I was indoors. Oops. Perhaps running with a cold wasn't the cleverest thing ever. Of course, as Hague was eating, I decided I needed lunch to, and went with the lazy girl option of a Pasta n Sauce with added veggies and topped with cheese.

Hague then headed back to work, whilst I got myself dressed and ready to head up to the museum to see the latest exhibition they have on. I'm sure you're not surprised to hear that I wore my "size 10" skirt. I felt rather swish, and apparently Hague thought I looked lovely too. I got a bit of a personal tour around Frayed (the wonderful exhibit), and adored some of the more heartfelt pieces....

The first piece is a Tracy Emin, not someone I'm normally a fan of, but something about the fragile nature of it and the dream-like quality just drew me in. The bottom two are two embroidered handkerchiefs, showing perfectly the anger at losing a soulmate too soon. Those are Hague's favourite exhibits. If you are close to Great Yarmouth, I would highly recommend a visit to the Time and Tide museum to see the exhibition, it truly is amazing.

With my bit of culture for the day absorbed I headed into town - bumping into my skirts original owner on my way - and managed to pick up yet another bargain skirt, another sz12, this one actually fits though, and was originally from Next, for the grand total of £3.50. Charity shops are rather fab when you are a more "normal" size! I managed to resist spending much in the way of money and mooched about for a while before heading home. I was planning to meet up with Hague after work, but it started to rain and so it was straight home for me! It was only ten minutes later that he followed me home and we headed out to get the shopping, with a slight detour to pick up a pair of jeans for his Hague-ness, just £5 for a pair of Teddy Smiths, rude not to really.  It wasn't too bad in the supermarkets, and we picked up a few bargains and restocked the cupboards once more. Of course, by the time that was done it was time for dinner.

A very odd combination I'll admit. A jacket spud, with half a tin of macaroni cheese, roasted vine tomatoes (Aldi super 6) and a sort of salad of Quorn chicken fillets, mushrooms, asparagus and mayonnaise. I know, it's weird, but it was good :o) Dessert was Eton Mess, with strawberries, vanilla yogurt and my last meringue nest.

The evening has been spent perusing for more bargains on the local selling pages on Facebook and a failed attempt at watching Paranormal Activity 4 - NowTV really is rather shite at this streaming thing. As I still have a HeB left, I shall partake in a cheeky little fried egg sandwich before heading up to watch a film in bed. 

Food Diary (Saturday)

Free Food
Activia 0% lemon and lime yogurt
Pasta n Sauce
chopped tomatoes
Activia 0% vanilla yogurt

Healthy Extras
A - (both) - 30g Cheddar
B - 2 Benefit bars
B - 2 slices wholemeal bread (400g loaf)

milk in coffee (1)                            ½
4 tbsp extra light mayo                   2
½ tin Asda SP macaroni cheese     1½ 
Pack Quorn fillet slices                   ½
½ tbsp mustard                              ½
meringue nest                                 2½
tbsp brown sauce                           1

Total syns                                      8½

I've always been aware of vanity sizing, but these last few days it's really hit home what an issue it is. I would be really annoyed to have ordered a sz10 skirt from Ebay and found it to be the size of the one kindly given to me yesterday. No-one weighing 14st 10lbs at a height of 5'6" is a size 10, that's a simple fact of life, I'm still well in the obese category for goodness sakes! It was quite an eye-opener when I sorted out my wardrobe. Being a bit of a hoarder I had clothes from about 10 years ago, and most of those sz18 tops still fitted me, but with the newer clothes, the 18's were far too big. So sizes are still getting bigger, I'm not sure what the point of this is, and strangely enough Evans seem to do the reverse, their sizes seem smaller than the standard high street ones. Although I doubt there is any such thing as a standard high street size anymore. Surely it would be easier to have a standard? How can the same person be wearing sz20 jeans and a sz10 skirt? 

Madness - I feel just as good in both :o) 

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