Some Days.....

Some days DO require cookies.  Is today one? I wonder?  Well I am feeling suitably sorry for myself.  I do have a banging head, a sore throat and an annoying itchy cough!  Yes, I think today does require a cookie.  WHAT?  What do you mean there are no cookies in this house?  How?  When did this happen?

Oh well, I guess I shall wave my imaginery cookie at Moody Melody's glass of red wine.

It's gonna be a loooong day

So, here I am at 3:01 in the morning.  Having survived the day reasonably unscathed on the 'bad food' front, I now find myself sitting up to avoid coughing and thinking only of how much better I would feel (or less sorry for myself) if I had a nice, big, fat chocolate.



I really want to sleep, need to sleep!  Last night was good,  When I finally fell asleep, I dreamed until late this morning that I WAS the skinny, glamorous, don't give a damn about public opinion Gran that I really want to be.  Then I woke up and wished that my wardrobe full of ill fitting clothes would share my dream.  Alas, they seem hell bent on resisting my futile attempts of looking comfortable and confident.  I will have better success dreaming about eating that damn chocolate and making it come true.......if only my aching body would allow me to fall asleep.

Please excuse the ramblings of an over-tired, chocolate lusting, skinny wannabe, (un)GrumpyGranny!  But you're my friends.....and I'm sure you'll understand.

On the (diet)wagon again!

Today is the 5th of January 2013 and it is with little humour that I noticed my slimming journal started on the 4th of January 2012.  I did so well then too.  I was determined and confident and had a wonderful support group and managed to lose 2 stone by June.  Then I moved.....to far away from my wonderful support group and nowhere near another support group.  I cannot afford to join online and so I let it slide, I told myself that every creaping pound would be easy to lose again and finally today, I realised that I had well and truly fallen of the wagon when I only weighed 4 pounds less than I did this time last year.  What a waste of time, money and effort.  What a shame!  What a ridiculous thing to do to myself! 

Well, rant of realisation over.  What, I ask myself, am I going to do about it?  Well I am going to pull myself up by my rather large socks, take a deep breath and try again!  So, I am starting this blog to keep account to myself of my daily progress (or not) and to give me perspective and reminders of my daily successes and failures.  If I happen to meet similar minded people on my journey I will be complete in my happiness if we could support each other with sound advice and hearty laughter!

Good luck to me and you if you need it!