something to think on

Got this from a friend of mine. thought i'd share it with you crazies. xx

Hi everyone, Early December my mom was diagnosed with a malignant lump under her left breast and a week later had the op - luckily only a lumpectomy and not a mastectomy. The good news is that it was a low grade tumour ie it was caught early so she doesn't have to go through that horrible chemo or radium therapy, but instead has to take anti-hormone tablets for the next 5 years. There is no prior history of ANY cancer in our family, but I rushed off to my doctor to have everything checked and my doctor says women should have their breasts checked regularly for lumps and if your family has a history of cancer or if are over 40 you should have a mamogram annually. On top of that, we should make changes to how we live an eat - buy a water filter, organic veggies (not genetically modified food), free range chicken and eggs, limit red meat, stop eating seafood (yes our oceans are being poisoned by us - watch the Blue Planet), throw out your microwave or use it much less (it has been proven that microwaves alter the state of food), throw out alluminium cookware and recycle so that we can minimise how much we are poisoning our own home - the Earth. Sorry if I'm lecturing, but we all need to be more aware and look after ourselves more.

Hope you all well and 2009 sees some dreams come true.

Love Calli

nom nom

yesterday in food:

Breakfast: toast (2 slices, marg) and tea
Snack:carrot cake *blush*
Lunch: cous cous and pepper salad
Supper: 1 huuuuuge red bull and 3 double whiskey and waters after work

and decided that i'm only going to be weighing in once a week from now on. staring at the scale every morning trying to discern a tiny difference is faaaar too demoralising

on a side note: my uncle has just been diagnosed with diabetes and insisted on testing all our blood sugar when he got here this morning. mine's normal, but listening to his wife describing what can happen if you leave diabetes unchecked for too long was pretty scary! it's worth having yours checked peeps!

Chips Ahoy will be my downfall!

Now was not the time to discover that Chips Ahoy have a choc mint chip biscuit out. I found a packet in my cupboard. I just took one to taste. And then went back and ate almost every single bloody one. Sigh.

BUT. That having been said, I've lost 4kg's so far, so this diet thing seems to be going ok. Now all i have to do is incorporate some *vomit* excercise into my life and all should be well.

I'm going to post a food diary every day. Feel free to kick my ass if too many "little cheats" appear ;-)

Breakfast:
boiled egg, 1 slice wholewheat toast

Snack:
tea and *blush* most of a packet of biscuits

Lunch:
pasta salad (with pesto,feta cheese and peppers)

Snack:
1/2 a pineapple

Supper:
Broccoli, cauliflower and cheese sauce

ok. so maybe this is more of a healthy eating plan than a diet. still. i don't think chips ahoy fit into either category!

Whoop Whoop!

OMG. My insurance company FINALLY got their asses into gear and paid me out!! it's taken nearly 2 months, but fucking finally i can start looking for new wheels! YAAAAAAA-AAAAAAA-AAAAAAY!!!

This weekend...

paragraphs make me tired. have a list:

• terri's farewell. hmmm... interesting. drunken. fun. drinking roulette and misread cocktail directions. good times.
• you. you musician guy. make up your fucking mind so she can move on. stop string my mate along like that!
• you. friend of mine. be strong. run.
• tommyland!!!
• you. screw you. go away. with your little teenager.
  
• diet cheats by the ton. biscuits. sigh.
• i'm learning. slowly breaking ties.
• i felt regret about losing you lot. fuck that.
• i have no sense of direction. aish aish.
• work hangover. bad. so bad.
• shaeness rocks
  

Begone!

Right. it's diet time. has been since new year and i'm pretty sure that if i don't eat chocolate soon i may become homicidal! but anyway. 2kg's down so far and i've been living on pesto, salad and seeds forever! ok. two weeks, but it may as well be forever. all i'm saying is that any snarkiness is in inverse proportion to the amount of junkfood i consume. and as of this week, no more cheat days. no "well, if i skip supper, i can eat a HUGE bowl of ice cream". i'm going to take my vitamins and i'm going to *vomit* exercise. even if it kills me. which it probably will. but i HAVE to get back into my pre-preg jeans.

wish me luck and hand me the celery. with *gulp* low fat mayo.

2008

yeah. so i probably should have done the round up thing earlier, but sucks to that, i'm doing it now!

Cool:

• new friends... tarryn, if anyone said a year ago that we'd be mates, i'd have laughed my ass off at them. steph and cirst, brilliant workmates, awesome friends. jordan, a virtual mate. when we talk i feel like we may just have the same brain.
  
• old aquaintences making reappearances... vera, i'm so fucking happy that we're FINALLY mates. gerry, you got me through some rough stuff, just with good times and good wine, without even knowing it.
• friends that have stuck around... cath, buzz, justin, garett, dale, terri, dean, tina and a million others. i am so blessed.
  
• zane. i don't even know what to say here. am smit.
• work. i love my job. i know i've mentioned that once or twice before, but fck, i love it. i love it even more after a promotion!
• shae. save the best for last. the change in this little person has been beyond amazing. she is a joy and a treasure and adored by everyone that meets her.

Not Cool:

• Garyth. how do you get over losing someone who has been a part of your life forever. my baby big brother. i still can't bring myself to delete your number. i miss you more than i can possibly explain. it's not fair that you're gone. but you'll never be forgotten. love you gemini.
• death. 2008 was the year of goodbyes. garyth, paul, danny, mary, grandpa. so many, so sad.
• crime. i think i've said enough about this. i want my fucking car back.
  
• friends exiting. two people i though would be around when i was a 60-year old gardening book club member have exited stage right. with no re-entrance for the big finale. fuck.