Legumes

I can no longer eat legumes. Not soy beans, black eye beans, navy beans, chick peas, red lentils, green lentils, baked beans, haricot beans, dried peas. I have had them in casserole form, burgers, soups, salads, risotto, curds and stir fries. I have had them and I aint eating another one. I hate them. The past two weeks have been the catalyst. They make me fart, they make my IBS worse, they cause pain to wake me up, the farts wake me up, they gurgle all day long, and farts. And they make me feel fat and I think they have made me put on weight. They make me feel bloated. My stomach is never flat since starting the whole vegan bean fucking vege beany, fucking more vege beany fart food. There is a point in time where your body sends a message to your head and tonight I think I got it. I made my favoriteish beany vegan thing and ate a bit and all of sudden my stomach said "no more or it will come back up". I chucked it in the bin. Not long after I went for a walk and had the worst IBS attack and thought I may vomit. So that is it.

So, sorry little fishies - back to tuna for lunch. I have had baked beans for lunch every day for three months and that aint happening again. Tuna - with lotsa chilli.

That is my thing today. My decision - gimme some tuna NOW.

Sleep well because once my body purges itself of all the beans inside it, I know I will.

Ciao

LC

Mid Winter

Yay, half way through Winter and that means July is nearly over. Which means my work load lessons enough for me to just chill out.

Well, today I could smell the sweet promise of Spring. Her lovely breeze mixed with the scent of new flowers and green grass. Apart from the awful fact that I had to work today, the smell of that breeze alone was enough to raise my spirits. In the later afternoon I pruned the rest of the plants. There is one tree that is doomed as I think it is quite ugly and I would rather have another Hibiscus there.

So much to do in the garden I tell you. Who would think that so many weeds could grow in Winter. I think I may wait for a dry day and spray them rather than pull them out. Our garden is in a rather shabby state, but I am patient and on the next suitable day I will tackle it. Unfortunately I am so easily distracted by other things to do that the day is over and the garden still wanting my attention. No matter. Always one more day - well sort of.

I have lots of things to write but cannot get them out of my head. Oh yes, my MP3 player. Well, what a treat. I fixed it by dropping it on the floor of the family room three times. And it is now okay. Not much of a technical approach, but hey, it worked.

Oh, what else....I am out of routine at the moment. It is so easy to slip into bad habits so I have been trying to make a concerted effort to re-establish my routine. Up at a certain time, to work at a certain time, leave work, get home, cook dinner, do exercise etc etc. I need to know what I am doing in that boring routine of life as it keeps me on track. These past few weeks have upset my routine and I get completely rattled. So, routine, routine is my friend.

This week, well, Monday after work I am doing my brother's bookwork, and maybe Tuesday. Wednesday off to work and then later afternoon I am finishing someone elses books, then Thursday night I will do ours at home. And that is that. I can then feel at peace. This weekend will be FREE of work and obligations - and I think Sunday will be a family day. Need to get out and about with the boys and reconnect or I feel a bit left out.

So, mid year resolutions. I must learn to swim this year. I just need to find someone to teach me one on one for a good price. I wonder if I am too old to learn to horseride? Hmmm, maybe. I will think about that one. But the swimming is a definite.

On a very shallow note, will I or will I not get a tan this year. Do I go for the white skinned look or the upright tanned lizard look? Hmmm, such a hard decision. Once I see those golden skinned girls in the magazines I will probably say to myself "tan it is".

I am about to go for a walk even though it is raining. I have just eaten two bowls of red lentil/bean/carrot, capsicum and chilli soup. I think I put too much chilli in it. I call it my orange soup as it is so bright and yummy. All five litres of it...................I made vegetable soup last week, so disgusting that K had to tip it down the toilet along with the 1kg of baked beans I made. I really should cook for the army - I make so much that in the end it disgusts me. Oh, apart from the fact I hate vegetable soup and I hate soup with lumps in it. It must be pureed or I will spew. Minestrone soup totally disgusts me. All those nasty lumps.

Okay then, until next blog - nighty night.

Ciao

LC

Ho Hum this one is

I do hate to whinge - well, maybe hate is a strong word - but I have to whinge right now. The past few weeks have been totally stressful, mainly at work. But this week has been the worst. Just when I thought the financial situation at work would pick up, it has not and I can feel that pressure in my head just building up again. I have really sad PMT, H, scritchy scratchy and dry skin all over from stress, my house is untidy, I have put on about .5kg which may or may not be PMT related, I am so tired at the moment which makes me super grumpy and I have a big stye thing in my eye which aches. And I have been doing a cost spreadsheet for all my expenses during the year and I realised that last year I spent over $6000 in medical and dental bills - how annoying.

And, this is the worst of it, when I went for a walk tonight I dropped my MP3 player and it won't work. I am so upset as I only just had it replaced under warranty and now it won't be covered by warranty as it has a big ding on it. I just stomped my anger out and I think I am over it now. When I got home I just wanted to cry.

But, as if that was not enough, S had a big grumpy yelling carry on and got two big smacks on the bottom. I am not into smacking but after all that stuff it was just the final straw. All I asked him to do was have a shower and he refused point blank - aaaaaaaaahhhhhh. What will the teenage years be like. He has a temperment just like I did and I see myself in him and think that things will probably get worse. Well, how people have four kids I will never know.

I think I may just go to bed early tonight and hope for a better day tomorrow. I feel a little despondent but think it is PMT related.

I am a whinge but at least I can vent out there to internet land.

Ciao

LC

Birthday Number Nine

Well, the ninth birthday of S has been and gone. We stayed at the lovely Menzies at Rialto for the weekend and took along one of his friend's to celebrate. I love staying in the City. Although I do think the summer months are much more enjoyable as there is more daylight and the City is a bit more lively. As it was, the place was deserted by 7.00pm. We took the boys to one of those very, very noisy game places where they can play on so many machines and laser games, air hockey, simulators and other such noisy things. I swear that all the grown ups had a tense and pinched look about their faces with the noise level. Walking through the Crown Casino I noticed how many people in suits were eating out in take away food courts. I mean to say, why would you dress up like that and eat at such a second rate place. It looked strange. If I am looking good, I am wanting to eat in a pretty nice place to justify the effort.

S would not eat dinner but back in the hotel he (with help from his friend) managed to chomp their way through chocolate mud birthday cake, lollies, pringles, drinks and whatever else they could. I ended up in bed early with a reaction to something I ate which was annoying. Although I could not sleep as the boys were so noisy and silly. They ended up falling asleep at about 1.00am and then getting up at 6.30am. Well, what do you think happened to S at 5.00pm that afternoon.......... Rather sweet it was. Just dropped of to snoozy land whilst reading a book.

Anyway, back at work on Monday and what a dreary day that was - followed by an equally dreary Tuesday. I just kept thinking that I did not want to go to work at all. And I wanted to get a different job. But the fact was, I was stressed out because for so many weeks things have been very tight financially at work and I think I just had enough. But I went to work and ignored the strong desire to just jump in the car and go home or go shopping, whatever, just to go. And the feeling passed and now I feel a little more normal which is a much nicer feeling.

I have a few little plans ahead which should occupy my mind for a while. A little gymnasium which caters for women only has opened up just around the corner and I think I may join it. It is not very expensive and it is small and personal which appeals to me. They do circuit and also pilates and have good opening hours. There are lots of little ones like that opening up and I just think it is so much better than those great big impersonal gyms. Give me small and cosy anytime. So, good price? Yes - only about $60 per month which is about right and only 10 minutes walk from home - which is great.

I am a bit sick of just walking and like a change as far as fitness regime goes. I think I am getting a bit chubby - I just feel it and I hate that feeling.

What else? Oh yes, I think the ironing monster has returned. Need to sort it out again. Hmmmm.

Well, I better get into action. I fear I have eaten something that is giving me a tummy ache. Is it the beetroot and sweet potato soup - or the honey and sultana sandwich. Who knows - who cares.

Ciao

LC