Can I just say...
...I love my new template.
It's so pretty and inspires in me a serenity that I am not always feeling in this PMSing, rigid work-out/eating healthy period.
Last night, I felt like chewing the heads of boy & his friends, two of whom gathered in our place for raucous bonding session to celebrate return of friend from vacation.
Drinks, Cigars and tons of gooey, junk food.
I did my hellos and hugs and joinings in but I couldn't hang out around for too long with newly acquired acquaintances and refuse for the millionth time the pizza extended my way, even if it was lovely one from Cal's Kitchen, or the drinks, or the lovely chocolates. So I trotted off to the gym, thought of visiting a friend but didn't but should have, and tried retreating into my room. Terribly claustrophobic and extremely anti-social, I know. But what does one do when one just isn't into the party mode and wants to just bite people's heads off instead, especially because they are gobbling down pizza in front of you? The Boy was sympathetic and cut up lovely fruits and made me lovely, thick, mixed juice, which sort of sated my cravings and filled me up enormously but made me sleepy.
In the end, talked to boys' peeps, zoned out in front of random TV, after which retreated to room, where I had lovely bath and read myself to sleep.
It's so pretty and inspires in me a serenity that I am not always feeling in this PMSing, rigid work-out/eating healthy period.
Last night, I felt like chewing the heads of boy & his friends, two of whom gathered in our place for raucous bonding session to celebrate return of friend from vacation.
Drinks, Cigars and tons of gooey, junk food.
I did my hellos and hugs and joinings in but I couldn't hang out around for too long with newly acquired acquaintances and refuse for the millionth time the pizza extended my way, even if it was lovely one from Cal's Kitchen, or the drinks, or the lovely chocolates. So I trotted off to the gym, thought of visiting a friend but didn't but should have, and tried retreating into my room. Terribly claustrophobic and extremely anti-social, I know. But what does one do when one just isn't into the party mode and wants to just bite people's heads off instead, especially because they are gobbling down pizza in front of you? The Boy was sympathetic and cut up lovely fruits and made me lovely, thick, mixed juice, which sort of sated my cravings and filled me up enormously but made me sleepy.
In the end, talked to boys' peeps, zoned out in front of random TV, after which retreated to room, where I had lovely bath and read myself to sleep.
5 comments:
Yes your new template is really really pretty!
it was like opening a whole different blog! it seems nicer to read somehow!
so nice of the boy to cut some yummy fruit!
eating/sleeping/watching tv in one room (from previous post) your so brave! its like being ina caravan only with real loos :p and is there a post on your wedding outfit!?
oh yes. i have seen this one during my hunt for a good template and remember using it for a brief period on mine :)
btw, i am proud of ur resolve for weight loss! hang in there!!!
hey niyara,
there's a post Jan 2007 that has one of my wedding outfits :)
ME
Ooooh....pretty :) I almost didn't recognize it!!
I love the counter too - yay for counters!! Is it really only 4 months to go?? Wow...
I remember feeling the exact same wya when I was doing the Lemon Detox Diet and Evs had his mates round for poker and pizza.....not fair at all and I didn't even get fruits and juice....ur a lucky woman :P
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