Sunday, 28 April 2013

Silent Sunday

Saturday, 27 April 2013

The Squat Challenge Update

I thought I would let you all know how the 30 Day Squat Challenge is going.

I will admit, I've cheated a bit. I've not done it everyday like I was going to. But, I have stuck to the amount I was supposed to be doing.

Today started with 85 squats before work. I did my 85 squats before dinner and I will do my 85 crunches before bed. I've decided to incorporate skipping into my routine - when it's possible.

I can't do skipping if Princess is awake. She loves to 'help me', by skipping with her own rope. This usually involves her whipping her skipping rope about, shouting "JUMP, MUMMY! JUMP!" whilst bouncing towards me.
To be fair to her, she does also shout "Come on Mummy, you can do it!!" when she see's my face becoming all puffy and red. She's a good sport.

The increased crunches are becoming difficult. I've never been one for situps, I just can't do it. Crunches are easier for me, but now I'm on 85, it's starting to get painful. I'm really having to push myself to get through it.

I must admit, I am noticing small differences too. The new pair of jeans that were originally that pinched a bit too much on the waist, are now feeling a more comfortable. I still have a long way to go, my 'baby/chocolate biscuit' pouch isn't going away by itself.

It would probably help if I incorporated more exercise into my routine, but I just don't feel like I have time. The last thing I want to do after 8 and a half hours at work, is rush off to the gym for an hour of sweating my bollocks off. I'd rather get home, relax, do my squats/crunches and go to bed.Unfortunately, that does not a skinny, tight, flat belly make.

So far, it's going well. Even a small change is a good change so I won'tcomplain. I do feel more proactive now I've started including the skipping, itfeels like I'm working harder. I do have to have a gap between the squats and  skipping though as my legs are jellified by the time I've finished, it would be a bad idea to start the other.

I've also started to eat more healthy meals and cut my portion sizes. I say I'm going to do this every time, but I have actually been looking for new recipes to try. My new favourite is chicken breast with cheese & ham sauce,veg and new potatoes. Less than 500cals and SO filling. It's also pretty tasty too!

I'm feeling positive by my start to the 30 Day Squat Challenge. It may not take my exactly 30 days, but I'm getting there.

Thursday, 25 April 2013

The Phone Rage

It's not often I get 'the rage'. Okay, it's actually quite often. There's nothing I love more than getting up on my soapbox and declaring my opinions, good or bad, to anyone and everyone who will listen.

Recently though, I've found this is happening more and more often - especially when I'm on the phone to someone.

You see, I've been having problems with pretty much every service I've ever used. My phone contract, my satellite tv contract, my catalogue, my bank, my council.. you name it, and they've experienced The Rage.

It's as if in my mind, everyone has just become idiots. It's like they can't comprehend anything I'm saying and I'm having to talk to them in slow motion as if they were a 5 year old.

It makes me angry.

If the problems I were having had been minute, I don't think it would have bothered me. But the problems I've been having recently are pretty epic and not something I can just 'call back later' about. They're issues that usually involve panic, swear words and managers.

Just the other day I was told by a woman from my local council to "stop being aggressive!" She's just lucky I was shouting at her over the phone and I wasn't in her office. The issue I had called about was pretty serious and she was fobbing me off. She also didn't understand my frustration at the fact that all of the information they held about me was wrong.

Cue The Rage.

The next unsuspecting person was the idiotic helpline assistant over at Sky, who didn't understand what I was asking her at all. I didn't understand why it was so difficult for her to tell me why my bill was nearly £10 more than it should have been, yet there were no charges. Thankfully, after half an hour of sighing, mumbled curse words and arguing, she put me through to someone in cancellations who explained what had happened straight away.

Once again, The Rage had reared it's ugly head.

The best one so far has got to be Halifax.

Now I'm sorry Halifax, I don't give a shit where in the world your offices are, but it is NOT acceptable to call someones house phone at 10 TO 9 IN THE EVENING.

This time, The Rage had kicked in before I had even answered the phone.

I may have answered with "What!?" much to the stunned Asian womans surprise. I then proceeded to tell her she was bang out of order, did she know what time it was, and if she called again at this time I would file a suit of harassment.

That's all pretty fair, right?

If I'm being honest, I don't even feel bad about that last one.

Sometimes I feel guilty about getting The Rage on the phone and ranting at the poor unsuspecting people at the other end. People who probably don't get paid enough to deal with my shit. I know how they feel, I get it at work. But sometimes, it's the only way to get answers.

I find that if I don't get angry with them, they tend to just try and fob me off. They expect you to roll over and take what ever answer you've been given.

Not me.

The Rage takes hold and doesn't let go.

So if you've recently spoken to me over the phone and you thought I had bad attitude.. I'm not sorry. Though, if you're the lovely woman in Sky cancellations that helped me, then I am sorry. Or Neil from my local council who explained in fine detail exactly what I asked of him. And didn't lie about where my letter of complaint was. Sorry to you too.

Does anyone else get The Rage on the phone, or is it just me?

Wednesday, 24 April 2013


Time is that one thing that we all need more of, but don't have. Then, when we do have enough of it, we don't know what to do with it.

In a sick twist of fate, I know exactly how I need to spend my time, yet when I have it to spare, I'm far too tired to do anything with it.

I'm currently doing full time hours at work. I'm not supposed to be, and I don't get paid any more for doing it, but I am. Stupid? Yes. Do I have a choice? Yes. Am I fool for being taken advantage of? Yes.

At the moment, I only get 2 days off a week. It's not every week, but it definitely feels like it.

It's my day off tomorrow and I have a list as long as my arm, body and legs to get done. Princess needs a haircut, I need to go down to the council, I need to make phone calls and I need to do some shopping. By the time I finish that, it'll no doubt be time for bath and bed.

When does it end?

Simple answer - it doesn't. I've made small mistakes at work, mistakes that could have become massive if I hadn't have spotted them, all because I'm tired. I've had a raging headache for the past 4 days that doesn't seem to want to just fuck off and my shoulder is being a bitch. Even if I get 10 hours sleep, I wake up feeling just as tired as I did before I fell to sleep.

I suppose I'm feeling unmotivated. Or perhaps that's not the right word, because I'm getting everything done that I need to. It's that I'm not enjoying anything that I'm doing, apart from spending time with my family. I feel detached from everything I do and it's making me tired. Tired and drained.

I just don't feel bothered any more.

So what magic plan have I got to rectify this situation I hear you ask?

Absolutely nothing. Nada. Zilch. I haven't the foggiest.

I've told work to reduce my hours - and by reduce, I mean put me back to my normal hours. I still need more training. I've been thrown in at the deep end since having staff off sick or on holiday, I'm still not ready to do the job as I should be doing it.

As for my home life, I'm enjoying it as much as I can. I'm trying to let the small stuff go and forget about any money trouble. I think sometimes I create problems in my mind and stress about them unnecessarily. I stress about things that haven't happened yet and may never happen. I need to stop doing that.

I suppose I just needed a good moan. Where better to do it than my own blog? I'm hoping things improve and I start to feel like I have a little more time to just sit back and take things at my own pace.

A girl can dream, right?

Tuesday, 16 April 2013

The 30 Day Squat Challenge

If you haven't guessed already, I have absolutely shit will power. My diets are as yo-yo as they can get, exercise happens when I can be arsed (shoulder permitting) and I usually get bored after a week.

Despite that, I still get depressed that I'm an obese cow that deserves to be locked up for fear of people witnessing my jiggly belly.

At first I blamed pregnancy. Then I blamed having a baby. Then I blamed the chocolate biscuits. But if I'm being honest, I only have myself to blame. I'm the one that shovelled in those delicious chocolate biscuits like I'd never taste food again. I'm the one that never exercised after having a baby so my belly never 'bounced back', so to speak. Not that it had anything to bounce back to, I was smaller after-op than I was before I got pregnant..

This is why I have taken it upon myself to do something pro-active. I do go to the gym quite frequently, but as I'm not a member and pay for my classes upfront, I'm spending more in a week than a months membership fee would cost. Of course the obvious answer to that would be to get a membership, but I always forget.. next month, I promise!

Meanwhile, I have taken to the 30 Day Squat Challenge. I was introduced to this by a friend at work who explained to me why she was walking like a decrepit pensioner. After talking to Jayne, my Mother in Law, she showed me where this squat challenge has come from. So far I'm on Day 2. I have also decided to team this up with 50 crunches, then 55 crunches and so forth. 

I have also decided to do this twice a day - so long as it doesn't kill me first. First thing in the morning, and then once in the evening.

It's going well so far, but then again it is only Day 2. Jayne has also lent me her skipping rope so I can get in some extra exercise on those days when I'm not feeling up to the gym. I may also have to start using that ginormous trampoline at the top of our garden.. there's just no excuse!

I'm not going to big myself up this time, or psyche myself up for having the perfect arse because.. well let's face it. This is me we're talking about. But for now, I'm going to keep at it for as long as I can. 

When I get to 200 squats/crunches, I'm sure I won't be so confident!

Saturday, 13 April 2013

I've missed you..

Even though I blogged last week, it feels like so much longer since I last sat down and physically wrote a post.

I've missed you all, how have you been? I've been fucking hectic, thanks for asking.

It needs to be said, I've been shit at social media these past few weeks. I've been on Twitter and not Tweeted, Blogger and not blogged, and Facebook and not, well.. Facebooked.

What is wrong with me I hear you say!? Social Networking is fabulous! And I agree, but sometimes, life just gets in the way.

I could be scrolling through Facebook when it's time to go to work. Reading through Twitter when Princess needs a drink. Blogging has most definitely taken a back seat. I feel like there's so much to catch up on, yet no time to do it.

Every now and then I'll tweet something, and then I won't find out until over 24hours later that I had a few replies. By then, you're all over it. You'd be like.. "what was that bitch even ON ABOUT!?" and I'd be there rocking in the corner, crying.

Okay, maybe not. But something along those lines.

It's been nice being away, don't get me wrong, but I feel like I need to catch up with everything. I have so many blogs to read that I am having to physically keep track of the ones that I'm missing. Sometimes on my lunch break I'll try and sneak in a bit of light reading, but something always stops me.

So, here is my promise to you:

I Misty, Promise to read and reply to my Twitter feed more often.
I promise to scroll through Facebook and maybe Like a few pictures and statuses, not just the funny LOLcat videos.
I pledge to blog whenever the mood strikes me, no matter what the topic.
And I vow to Instagram the shit out of things.

How does that sound?


Spring Gardening!

Now I may not have mentioned this before.. but I'm excited for Spring. Like.. really excited. I am so, so ready for the sunshine, the warmer weather and the odd April shower.

April is probably the most perfect month for gardening. You have just the right amount of sunshine mixed with rainy days which is exactly what you need if you're planning on planting some seeds.

Which I wasn't. Not in the slightest. Whenever I plant something, nothing happens. Ever. It doesn't matter if I buy seeds, bulbs or actual real life plants.. they just don't grow.

I was a bit dubious about using our Miracle Gro flower magic. The flower magic bags contain your flower seeds, feed and coir, which is basically an all singing, all dancing, all in one magical mixture of flower growing goodness.

We recently took to the garden to try and clean it up before the summer months arrived and it seemed like a perfect oppurtunity to test it out.

I even got involved, which is probably the most shocking part about this post. I actually used a fork and dug at the ground. I may have got a bit freaked when I got mud under my fingernails, but I hung in there and crumbled that soil like no other.


We decided to spread the mix at the top of our garden, at either side of the trampoline and next to two conifer trees that we have planted. It seems like an odd place, but if you saw our garden you would realise there is just nowhere to plant flowers.

Ross started by first digging up the ground as it was very hard & dry which I'm assuming is totally the Winter's fault. After that, I very kindly offered to help crumble up the soil seeing as it was all in massive chunky bits (I'm sure there are some technical terms I'm missing here, but I'm no Alan Titchmarsh okay!/)

The bag insructed that once the ground was soft, to just sprinkle the mix on to the soil. And then water it.

So that's exactly what we did. We struggled a bit to water it as our garden is long and the hosepipe didn't reach it particularly well, but we did it!

So now.. we sit and wait. I'm hoping that with a fool prood product such as the Miracle Gro Flower Magic, then something may actually grow.

The mix was so easy to use, not even a compete gardening amateur like me could get it wrong. It would be absolutely brilliant for young children as an introduction to gardening. I'm even thinking of buying some more so I can start some hanging baskets! 

The seeds aren't due to sprout until July - so the packet says - so until then I'm just going to have to keep on watering them and checking daily. Because I will.

Keep your fingers crossed for me!

Disclaimer: We were sent a pack of the Miracle Gro Flower Magic free of charge for the purpose of this review.

Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Renting Vs Buying

When Ross and I decided to move, we had the discussion.

You know, the one about whether we would rent or buy.

Would it be the best option for us? If it were, how much would it cost? How would we know we have the right one?

I think it's very difficult in this day and age to be properly informed of all the available choices. It doesn't help that I don't understand any of the financial lingo; as soon as someone mentions the word 'deposit' I fall to sleep.

Of course, the main reason for me thinking about getting a mortgage, is so I can provide security for my family. A house to call my own and something to pass on to my children when I eventually need to be plonked in an old peoples home along with my 700 cats. And Ross, obviously. Owning your own home provides your children with so many possibilities when you're no longer around. It's a bit of security and peace of mind, knowing you've left them everything you can. What could be a better gift?

Obviously it's also more financially sound to own your own home, or at least be 'renting to buy'. You are funding your own assets then, rather than someone elses and feeding a strangers pocket. At least you know that one day, the payments will end and you will ultimately have bought your house. This isn't an option with renting, you are just paying money indefinitely, without anything to show for it at the end.

Eventually we made the decision to rent. Albeit an uninformed decision, we weren't in a position which allowed us the time to gather as much information as we needed to consider a mortgage.

Maybe in the future, when we're a bit more mature, have purchased a 'finance lingo for dummies' manual and are more financially secure we will look further into it. For now though, we will continue to pay far too much for a house that really isn't worth the money!


Together - The Gallery

If you haven't already guessed from my blog and Twitter feed, I'm feeling very summery at the moment. Every slice of sunshine makes me smile from ear to ear as I eagerly wait for the warmth to follow.

It doesn't by the way, but sunshine is a start.

My picture for The Gallery this week pretty much follows on from last weeks Walks theme. It was taken on the same day, and it captures this weeks theme of 'Together' perfectly.

I only have one picture of Princess, Ross and I together, but I don't mind. The less pictures there are, the more fun we're having. I have plenty of pictures of Princess with her Dad, or having a cuddle with me, I don't think it's particularly necessary that we're all together. Sorry, I'm rambling..

My point is, this picture reminds me of a day when a lot of us were together as a family having a bloody good day. What could be better than that?


Monday, 1 April 2013

Tale As Old As Time

This Easter, instead of buying chocolate eggs for Princess, we asked my Mum to get her a Disney DVD. The only ones we currently own are Peter Pan and Beauty & The Beast (my faves!) so we were in desperate need of a few more. After a melt down in ASDA, Princess finally chose Cinderella and 101 Dalmations.

Later on that day, Sky Disney went live and it's been on pretty much ever since. We absolutely love Disney in this house so it only seemed right that his week, I dedicate one of my favourite ever Disney movie song to Manic Music Monday.

I think we all know this song..

"Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the Beast"