oh, and another thing
(I keep mentioning the 0,0 Free Damm in the hope that someone from the company sees this and sponsors me cases of the stuff to get through the rest of the month). Ssssshhhhhh, don’t tell anyone.
(I keep mentioning the 0,0 Free Damm in the hope that someone from the company sees this and sponsors me cases of the stuff to get through the rest of the month). Ssssshhhhhh, don’t tell anyone.
I only ate half the pizza. (harumph)
That moment when you’re in the supermarket queue with your deliciously satisfying non-alcoholic beer, ‘Friday night is treat night’, large ham and mozzarella pizza (for one) and all the extra trimmings: salami, olives, cheese, mushrooms, etc. etc. because there’s just not quite enough lard on there and that MoFo ain’t gonna pimp itself, no siree; […]
…… but I’m beginning to think that alcohol is actually the glue that was holding this ol’ body together!! It’s almost ten days into Dry January and my face is falling off in great big lumps of dry skin (little flakey patches actually), and I’m more than a little certain that that extra three kilos […]
You will mostly find me here for the foreseeable future.
and the answer is, it’s NOT possible…… I weighed myself and I have gained three kilos, all in my BACKSIDE! Thus I am not a medical marvel worthy of being thoroughly probed and written about.
No, no, no, no, NO! Why gym, WHYYYyyy??? I’m wondering if some science bod, like the lovely Professor Brian Cox or maybe even Professor Stephen Hawking can help to explain the following. “How is it possible to weigh the same yet be wider in the ar*e area?” Is it something like this? Not. Happy.
Men have a propensity to lie (sometimes this is misguided niceness and preferential to ‘hurting’ someone with the truth, but most of the time it is not). If you eat all the tortilla, chorizo, fuet, cheese, millionaire’s shortbread and pan con tomate you put on weight. If you drink too much you get drunk (and […]
Because sometimes you meet really, really cool people who you click with immediately and then spend most of every class laughing your ar*es off. (While imparting invaluable knowledge and wisdom-obviously.) Today, I along with Señor U, invented ‘The Crappies’ awards, then allocated a couple to some deserving recipients. Then, discovered they already exist and had […]
There are certain things in life that you don’t like to do but that you must do. IKEA on a Saturday afternoon in ANY country is one of these things. When you are a single woman, there are also certain things you must have that are essential to help you do the things that you must […]