I don't need a personal trainer so much as I
need someone to follow me around and slap the unhealthy foods out of my hand.
But, but, if someone did that for me then the food might fall on the floor and get eaten by the dog and we wouldn't want him to become unhealthy now, would we?
I'm definitely noticing 'desk creep' whereby too much time is spent sitting at my desk and not enough time in the great outdoors (or walking between wards - ever since we got the electronic casenotes system).
Simon is my food police. As he gives me a frown face when I reach for the biscuits.... All the while he is happy to eat 5 in one sitting.
I got told to eat more TimTams when I had a fire fitness medical...still not convinced that it's sound medical advice.
I would like to imagine the person who is knocking food out of my hand is starving and would eat it and appreciate it more than me (as well as need it more than me).
I caught myself giving some custard tarts my very own frowny face, when I thought of how much of my recent hard work they would ruin and how horrible I would feel about it. Self initiated guilt trips do sometimes work!
Oh... and so I bought some work out gear instead. Makes sense :)
Meatloaf dog says he's starving :)
Somewhere I've read that the amount of energy we save, i.e. no longer expend, on doing housework when compared to housewives of the 1950s is equivalent to that contained within a giant choc chip cookie - each day! Guess I'd better get out my scrubbing-board and mangle, then. And start bucketing water from the well? (Wonder if I should lay out my husband's pipe & slippers when he comes home each evening, too...)
And starching your apron!!!
don't forget to put the lippy on and brush your hair to look nice for him...
Don't forget to put polish the nails
Haha, I didn't even take so much as a hairbrush with me to Europe! And occasionally found myself asking to borrow Geoff's comb as a result. Must be why he came home before I did, in order to hang out with the dog who is better groomed than his spouse.
Five biscuits in one hit is bad?
It's bad for the biscuits - tragic, in fact, to have their lifespan cut so short by a giant set of teeth :(
Simon was offering around freebie choc-chip-cookies last night which had fallen off a truck, or were near their best-before date, or something. He's got about 3 more packets to get through before Bridget comes back...
Packets? that's not many. Now if it were pallets......
Simon said he couldn't carry more than 12 boxes because of the 2 jars of Nutella under his other arm! Apparently these were acquired from a facility which makes machines to package such goods and which needs samples of the authentic product(s) in order to test the machines' functionality. Since the goods can't be on-sold, why not let the engineers who calibrate the machines be beneficiaries?