Bewitched

We went to see Bewitched last night. I know it should be no surprise that it was pants. The most interesting thing to happen was the lights went on in the middl eof the film for a few minutes and then went off again. Otherwise, very mundane , repdictable, and not really that funny. BUt then again Will Ferrell? A comedy genius he is not - don't like him.

I thought I used to liek the re-runs of the Bewitched TV series, but I always got that one confused with the other one - I Dream of Genie. I definitely preferred the genie one, I liked the genie costume she wore all the time!!!

Problem

You see, all weekend I swore I wasn't going to get on a weighing scales this week. But I passed one in the warehouse and couldn't resist - morbid curiosity.

Anyway, those 4lbs that I gained and lost a few weeks ago are back, thanks to the antics of the weekend.

I'm going to the pool tonight and tomorrow night to see if I can lose it again. Wish me luck!!

Le Weekend

MGB visited...

Friday started off with a text from MGB explaining how he was stranded on the runway at Shannon, in the plane! Aer Lingus - jesus!!! Later they were sent back to the terminal. Later still they were boarded again and even later than that they took off. After all of that MGB was only an hour later than we expected him.

The remainder of the weekend seemed to be an experiment in how much a person can eat and drink before doing irreperable damage to themselves.

There were a number of happy occassions to celebrate, not least of which was me passing my driving test. So we began Friday evening with champagne. We then ordered lots of food from P.O.S.H - a colonial Indian restaurant. MGB went for the Jhalfrezi - when I ordered this I received 3 warnings about how hot it was. Mike didn't seem to have any regrets, even when he discovered whole green chilies in there. I don't knwo if that counts as bravery or stupidity. There was lots of food there and we did it great justice. As we sat there with buttons popping the phone rang. P.O.S.H wanted to see if we were happy with everything - nice touch, we'll be calling them again.

Saturday was pleasant enough. We drove into the new Forest (Mike was threatening to shot the ponies, which upset me lots. I'm very senstive you know). The weather was nice and after much pony and heather chasing (don't ask!) we found lunch. Lunch was a sandwich but being the pigs that we are, we all ordered sundaes for dessert. These it turned out they never charged for - so there's another establishment we can't return to for fear of arrest :-)
Saturday night there was lots of food. I made Oggies - cornish pasties basically - fileld with lamb and mint. We had an array of gourmet sausages (thanks MGB) to keep us going while the oggies were in the oven. Lots of Corona/wine was consumed and we rolled to bed at midnight.

Sunday was a little better in that we had a long walk and a simple lunch. We all got a little pink in the sun but I think consensus was that the walk was a good idea. We came home only to turn around and go get all-you-can-eat-chinese.
I thnk we were quite restrained - well we all managed to walk home, we couldn't have eaten that much. BUt i tend to be a pig at the best of times. Beer and chinese were followed by a sedate game of scrabble and more alcohol. Alcohol always makes scrabble better, especially when Jamie surprises everyone my winning the game in his second go!!! Poo-poo!!

So all-in-all we had a good weekend but we do all need to start some serious detox now!

Testing Experience

Well, some good news. Today, I passed my driving test.

After the last fiasco I was REALLY nervous. I genuinely didn't see anyway to pass a driving test. I had failed already because of nerves and I was really nervous. Ipso facto, I was going to fail again. I was totally inconsable last night. Bless Jamie, he puts up with alot.

Anyway, after a long bath and hot chocolate before bed last night, I slept like a baby. But within 10 minutes of waking up I was fighting the nerves again.

My lesson started at 8:30, and as per usual it went without incident. You see, I'm a good driver, which is why the whole not having passed the test thing is annoying. So I drove fine and then we headed to the test centre.

The examiner I had was really chatty. Chatty is good, cos it's the silence in the car that makes me nervous. Then once I'd left the test centre without hitting anything I felt much better about the whole episode. I drove much better, generally watching my speed, slowing appropriately. My maneouvres were fantastic - in fairness no one does a better turn-in-the-raod than me, as is evidenced by no errors on my test report for that maneouvre. I also did the reverse into a parking space, which only ever goes right in the test. So about 10 minutes before the end, while waiting at some traffic lights I was convincing myself that I'd failed. I was sure that despite not having done anything that fails you outright, I would have enough minor erros to warrant a fail.

In the test centre car park after turning off the engine:

Examiner: [counting errors on sheet]
Hilary: [head in hands]
Examiner: Well, Hilary, I'm delighted to tell you that you've passed.
Hilary: [look of disbelief] Are you serious?
Examiner: [confused, cos he doesn't know how to joke] Yes.

So I am in a a state of pleasant shock, if such a thing exists.

Lazy Weekend

I have just spent the laziest weekend ever. And you know what it was really enjoyable!

The plan had been to tidy and sort out the apartment as we have a visitor coming next weekend, and I like things clean and presentable for guests. Well I slept til about 12 on Saturday. After that, we went to a double bill at the Harbour lights cinema - Before Sunrise and Before Sunset. The first film was very romantic, the second I thought was a bit more cynical, but then we all get more cynical with age :-)

After the cinema, and before heading out for fish & chips (Jamie's Idea), I slept for 30 minutes - a power nap!!! I slept til 11am yesterday and didn't do very much for the rest of the day.

Our visitor is just going to have to accept the squalor. I'm well rested though, so looking forward to a very active weekend next weekend.

Baffled

I watched the video on this site twice and I'm still not quite sure how he gets the t-shirt perfect?

If someone else works it out I'd really appreciate a one-on-one demonstration. Thanks (via phdcomics)

UPDATE: Jamie showed me how and now all our t-shirts are getting folded nice and tidily :-)

Project: Slim Hilary

I came up with the idea shortly after Jamie proposed. I thought I should use the wedding as an excuse to get a bit more weight off, reduce the love handles. It actually really hasn't gone anywhere (except backwards, thanks to all-you-can-eat Chinese).

So to redress the balance of the bad Chinese, last night I swam 22 lengths of a 25 metre pool. I'm prou dof me :-)

Tonight is ladies night at the pool - it sounds so seedy doesn't it. I'm going back to swim another 20-odd lengths. I let you know if the pounds are just dropping off me...

All You Can Eat

Last night we had all-you-can-eat Chinese (Pilgrim House - we recommend it). It was Jamies birthday and he picked - she said accusatorily!!!

It was great - we could order starters and mains as much as we wanted, as often as we wanted. We had two rounds of starters (I can't believe I'm admitting to this with out durress), 3 mains (shared) with two lots of egg fried rice. The food was great too. As you can imagine after that, we couldn't actually fit in dessert, so paid the bill and rolled home like the barrels we are :-)

This morning while passing through warehouse I stepped on the weighing scales to discover I'm 4 pounds heavier!!!! The thing practically called me a Fat Cow!! So this proves that project "Slim Hilary" never really got off the ground.

There is a moral to this story: Don't step on the weighing scales the morning after all-you-can-eat Chinese!!!!

That's good advice people.

Happy Birthday

to Jamie :-)