Posted on September 27, 2013
In my last post, I mentioned I’d lost a stone in 3 weeks. I must admit, I am very pleased with myself. But not because of the stone (well, obviously that’s fantastic) but how I’ve lost it.
Now, this is where I admit I absolutely love wine! Not in an alcoholic way (well, maybe a little), but I love the 1st and 2nd glass the most, the sound of it swishing as it drops into the glass, the chilled feeling as it flows effortlessly down my throat and finally the ‘Aahh,’ sound I can’t help but air as my shoulders drop 2 inches. And also those cellars (just look at these at https://www.focuswinecellars.com/, amazing)!
Usually Friday and Saturday nights are my chilled vino time. However, when the kids are off school, this does admittedly creep into the weeknights too, plus the hot weather is so lovely but doesn’t help: sitting in the garden with a cider, shandy or a chilled glass of wine, is just perfect. So, I’m sure you can understand that I was mortified over the summer holidays when I put a stone on! The problem is I have more to worry about than the calories in the wine, because when I drink, I eat. I’m a savoury girlie: crisps, cheese sarnies with white bread and full-fat mayo and anything else that’s full of carbs … So, it’s quite understandable how this stone crept on in 6 weeks.
So, September came and I thought, I can’t continue like this, as on an average I could potentially put on at least 8 stone in a year! Not to even mention the health risks. So I decided to go totally cold turkey and not drink in September – well until last night (which I’ll tell you more about further down) – I’ve also introduced exercise into my routine, which I’m actually loving. I’ve been using a flabelos vibration plate (my good friend Rebecca has this in her home salon in Ingleby Barwick, so if you live near please do call/text on 07432147933 to find out more – it’s amazing). I’ve cut out all the rubbish, been eating very healthy and remember the GGS I told you about, that’s been my energy boost, as I was off caffeine until today! (Please read my past blog to find out more about GGS and how I learned to survive without caffeine, which used to be an essential part of my diet).
But yes, I’ll be honest I have found not drinking a struggle, but I’ve learned to find other mechanisms (such as exercise), and this makes me feel really good.
Anyway, so what happened last night? Well, I had a candle party, (if anyone is interested in holding a candle party, please visit www.tinabooth.partylite.co.uk/shop or phone Tina Booth on 07971 854881 – if you live out of the Teesside area, I’m sure Tina will point you in the right direction – gorgeous products, fab freebies for hostesses, all-in-all a great girlie night). There was laughter, wine, food and good company. So I decided that I deserved a glass or two of wine because I’d gone without for so long (well, long in my books). Unfortunately, although it didn’t feel so unfortuate last night, the one or two turned into about six, seven, eight, maybe more!
So, I awoke this morning (just!) thinking WHY? And I know many of you have been there before. And I have to ask, why do we do it?
The other problem with a hangover – because that’s exactly what this is – we then need stodge to keep us going throughout the day. So after the energy drink I downed after dropping the girls at school, I went through a litre of Pepsi Max, which I haven’t drank for months (so now I’ve broken the no calorie rule), and I’ve stuffed my face with crisps, chocolate and anything else that would make me feel better. But it hasn’t made me feel great but it has made me feel better than I would have felt without the help. But it’s a vicious cycle, isn’t it? Because now, although I feel very tired and wiped, I know the caffeine I’ve had will keep me awake tonight, so the best thing to do is have a few glasses of wine to help me sleep! I can now see how this cycle is so easy to get into, but with this in mind, I know that I can break it.
So I’m wondering if I can take my no drinking rule into October! I’ll keep you all posted. For anyone else out there who thinks they could do with cutting down on the alcoholic beverages, trust me, I really didn’t think the benefits would outway that 1st glass of wine … but the way I’m feeling today that can’t be the case 🙂 xx
Posted on June 26, 2013
Now, we’ve had a few episodes where I’ve woken to my girls tears in the middle of the night. I do wonder what can actually cause such vivid frightening dreams, especially at such a young age. There have been times when my girls have not wanted to go back to sleep, and it must be awful to feel so frightened and not understand it’s not real.
But then, I’ve always been a believer that dreams do actually mean something. Studying Psychology at ‘A’ Level, which I loved, it became pretty obvious that whatever occurs in our day manifests into our dreams. Have you ever watched a TV programme and then dreamt that a similar situation happened to you? Well, I’m also a believer that some dreams are actually a warning or a gift for the future. Please don’t stop reading, I’m not that loony … well, maybe a little, you see my family and I have been watching lots of television now a days, we decided to save money by streaming and there is much more options.
But anyway, if this thought is true, what could possibly have been on Gabriella’s mind at 3.30am when she came to me shaking, crying, very frightened and her little pink doggy, that she sleeps with every night, cuddled tight into her, as she explained she didn’t want to move out!
As nicely as I could at the ungodly hour, I told my 4-year-old she wasn’t going anywhere. ‘But you said I have to move my bed to Grandma’s, on my own,’ she sobbed. Although, obviously I said no such thing, I suddenly felt very guilty. What had I possibly said during the day that would instil such a dream? I don’t want my girls to move out, ever! Have their own little lives, yes, but actually ‘move out’ mmm … I’d rather not think that far ahead.
I tried to think of the television programmes she watched, and I’m sure ‘Jake and the Neverland Pirates’ has been designed to inspire children, not make them feel they have to move out, not just move out, but take their bed with them. Anyway, after a little cuddle, we soon fell asleep after I convinced her it was a dream and I’d say no such thing!
The only promising thing about the whole night was my dream about spiders webs! Granted, I work up feeling a little unnerved, but after looking on www.dreammoods.com
they tell me “To see a spider spinning a web in your dream signifies that you will be rewarded for your hard work. You will be promoted in your job or recognized for your achievement in a difficult task. Spiders are also a symbol of creativity due to the intricate webs they spin.”
So, I was quite pleased with my dream and I’m hoping it’s true, and it’s not the fact that I actually just need to clean my house!!!
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Posted on June 20, 2013
I had quite a traumatic day yesterday. I don’t like to use words like ‘traumatic’ because generally it’s usually not that bad! But on the scale of things I like to do with my life, this is not one of them: I had a back tooth removed. Now without giving you too much graphic detail, this tooth had been filled 3 times at the last 3 appointments, the last filling was so deep I needed 2 injections and it still didn’t fill the hole! It was in an awkward place next to my wisdom tooth, and has been causing me a lot of pain since Christmas.
As a believer in the law of attraction, I’ve tried endlessly to believe my tooth was better, that I don’t really feel the pain, but it’s been so bad I couldn’t use mind over matter with this problem, I decided to do some research on sites like http://www.bpidental.co.uk/ and I discovered I would have to have it removed. Anyway, at least 6 injections into my mouth yesterday, as the dentist couldn’t get the blasted thing numb enough, a bit of gas and air (which was lovely!) the tooth was finally removed, but to find a hole in my wisdom tooth. Oh the joy! This now has to be removed. Now, I’m petrified of the dentist. My heart was physically pumping out of my chest yesterday, I could have thrown up. It stems from a bad child experience, which one day I’ll tell you about. But today I want to tell you that the tooth fairy came!
Lexi (my 6 year old) wanted to know what had happened to my tooth. I explained the Dr. Shireen in Frisco had to keep it, not actually thinking she would want to see it. But then she said, ‘so does that mean the tooth fairy won’t come’. Aw bless her, I said, ‘well the tooth fairy doesn’t usually come to adults’. Gabriella (who is 4 years old) piped up, ‘the tooth fairy can’t see adders … addicts, can she mummy?’ So after a little conversation about whether it’s Tinkerbell that comes or ‘Holly’ and’ Nanny Plum’ from Ben and Holly, Lexi decided to write the tooth fairy a note.
I felt so lucky this morning, when the tooth fairy had kindly replied, with a £1 each for the girls to spend on their mummy 😉
They were buzzing.
So was I, can’t wait for my treat, after both my girls told me I was very brave. And I love the fact that my girls made what started off as a ‘traumatic’ day into a memorable moment that I’ll cherish for ever 🙂