Anyhoo... on the way back (because mum gets car sick) I sat in the back with the small people who wisely chose Saturday as their tech free day (since they knew they would spend most of it in the car and actually didn't really lose out on anything). Turns out the small people are actually quite amusing if not inappropriate. For some reason boy child is not accepting of his mother's geek gene or ability, believing that I am a girl and therefore do not and have never played on a console in my life, know what programming is or even know how to do anything that he considers a technological advance. So it highly amused me when I was playing tetris (hey I never picked it as no tech day for myself!) he said oh you'll never beat that top score it's mine, in which I completely trounced him and his score and he sat with his mouth hanging open. I thought it only fair to explain that tetris is not a new game and that I had in fact been playing it in my youth. That kept him quiet for a good ten minutes (but I know as soon as he gets his hands on the DS he's going to spend a year trying to beat me). We resorted to singing because the adults (re: Mum and Hubby) were being all grown up and sensible in the front, turns out if we sing good enough Hubby opens all the windows in the car while driving down the motorway....
We also played eye spy - which for the record you should NEVER play with girl child because she is as random as her mother and does stupid eye spys like M for Molecule and RP for radiation poisoning. We then reverted to a good old round of ABC in which we invented countries that do not and have never existed and then MAMA (as in cooking mama) games that should be invented... some of my faves being created by boy child that included N for No one knows Mama (where Mama is kidnapped and locked in a basement and No-one knows where she is) and W for Who's yo Mamma (where you try and pick her up on a date) I couldn't do it justice if I tried... you had to be there really.
Then we got bored and took "selfies"
I did upset hubby after my cousin donated her stash to me, by insisting on sorting out all of my threads all over the living room and discussing all manner of storage solutions (preferably of the non winding on bobbins because a) I am to lazy and b) my arthritic wrists won't tolerate it) but I am one happy bunny none the less...
Look look, The "the angels have got the pie" that I made on Friday was my Sunday lunch today, and it actually looks like it was supposed to! Had very proud smug dancing around the kitchen moment even if girl child hated it and it was a little spinach heavy... but I finally made something that looked like the picture (minus the Who and the heart shape but in essence it's not that far off the original picture) Plus I thought it was scrumlicious. Must remember next time to half the ingredients as I feel that we will be eating this pie for weeks and when I say we I mean me based on girl child's reaction (she is so going to break before the 33 days are up you should have seen her "chicken" face.... I asked her whether the pie was better or worse than the imitation meatloaf... she scored the pie as a 1 on the the scale of 1 to 10 and the meatloaf as a 2, Boy child based on this scoring system announced that he wasn't eating anything below a 6 so I suspect he won't be jumping on the vegetarian band wagon any time soon....
Now in honour of mum being home... I treated her to the above, apparently being down South she has become accustomed to biscuits and all other manner of crap. Well you should have seen her face, she was like a kid in a candy shop...
She didn't even wait for it to melt a little or to take the wrapper off.... I haven't heard from her since she delved into this pot, I am uncertain as to whether she has died in a peanut butter bliss overdose, or whether she is still chewing on the packaging....
Decided to make yummy packed lunches for next week and decided that if I am truly going to call myself a veggie then I have to at least attempt to eat the foul muck that is hummus
But as usual why buy it when I can cock it up and make it at home?
We won't even discuss the colour or texture, because if we do I'm not going to be able to force myself to eat this over the next week, what I will say in my hubby's own words is "that smells like cat poo and pee" (actually he was much ruder than this but I can only upset you readers once in a week and the jerking talk still haunts me)..... to be fair the smell is something gag worthy, but maybe it will be better at work tomorrow when I have no other choice but to eat it....
And finally in other news, one of my 33 things that I hoped would at least start with the be veggie for 33 days was the lose 33 pounds. WELL let me say that for all my moaning about living off carbs and cheese and I will state online that I weighed 12st10 at the beginning of the veggie week....
This ^^^^^^^ happened.... now as much as I'd like to pretend that that says 8st2 and a bit it in facts reads 12st 8 which is a whole two pounds off. (Yes I know I have manky feet). Now in the interests of fairness (and also desperate hope) I did weigh my phone separately to see if it would make a difference and I might have lost another pound... turns out according to my scales that my phone weighs nothing.... so no cheating there then. But I a very chuffed with a 2lb lost I think that's pretty dandy actually so only 31 more to go!!!
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