It's probably not such a wise idea to write a blog entry when your eyeballs feel a little stingy and you have tears running down your face like you just sliced up a super jumbo bag of onions, but it's been so long, I figure if I don't do it now I probably never will. (oh and the stingy watery eye thing, seriously I have no idea why they are doing that, they just are.)
So what have I been up to these last several months? to be honest, not a great deal. I must confess to being deliriously ecstatic about the alone time I have been getting now that all my children are at school. (What a horrid thing to say) But seriously, even though I spend most of my day washing, cleaning, ironing, cooking and exercising, I just love that there is no screaming "You're not my mummy, don't tell me what to do" or "Muuuuum, make him stop it" or "I hate you and I am telling Mum" on a continuous loop until I end up hiding in the toilet pretending to be severly constipated just to get some peace and quiet.
And granted large chunks of my alone time are spent looking for my miscreant cat that is hiding opposable thumbs. The fat toad can open the front door. he takes this big run up, and kind of just slams hiself into the front door as close to the handle as he can get and then just leans on the handle till it turns. If I forget to latch the door, he's gone before you can scream "Virgil get your furry fat ass back in here".
I have been doing a lot of cooking though. With food intolerances to cater for, you tend to end up in the kitchen a lot. Especially since I can't just pick up a phone and order in anymore. You'd think that would save us money, but no. Unfortunately, the world is a weird and wacky place and actually trying to feed your family healthy and nutritious food leaves a much bigger hole in your wallet than the hole in the health budget brought about by the health implication of an ever expanding obesity epidemic. Why is that? And don't give me any bulldust about the drought and petrol prices.
I have discovered that gluten free baking is an art form. One I am yet to master. Biscuits I can do. Muffins I can do. But a regular, humble old cake? I have learn that ring tins are best for gluten free cakes. But I am still trying to get the whole thing down pat. Every second cake is a complete flop. I am getting better. The good news is all other cooking I still manage to do quite well. The recent incedent of the week I kept burning mashed potates has been solved thanks in part to an electrical glitch in my oven and stove. A quick call to Steve the electrician man and I am down one hot plate and my oven is still dodgy but my parts are on order and they should be fixed ASAP. I simply cannot have my reputation as an awesome cook be brought undone by a dodgy oven and rogue hot plate. Martha Stewart IS MY bitch I tell you!
In other news, I have found my abs. I still can't see them yet, but by Goddess I sure can feel them. Don't ever let anyone tell you pilates is not exercise. Tell that to my poor body that feels like it's been hit by a mack truck at high velocity. Still I can't complain too loudly....I have managed to lose 11.4kg. (I think that is around 25 pounds for my US amigo's.) Go me!
Speaking of go me....it is time for me to go.
ciao.
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