Hagsnet - the crepey quiche

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Over here all you 40s and fading!

Ah yes, i love that Corn and was going to have it but it is not in my size.

free necklace here though

yes I'd have had that coat if it was a 12

Aye, me too.
Bloody good discount there.

Oh dear.
That's not good is it, buying a frock with accessories.
It's like nutters who buy up an entire mocked up room in a showhome.

I need sleeves

Just looking at kaliko dresses & getting a bit annoyed - all the beautiful colours and cuts are sleeveless.

Just look at the sleeved ones - sludge or bile anyone? I may like my garden but I don't want to camoflage into it

I might start a business called Menopausal Sleeves R Us, supplying beautuflly designed sleeves in wonderful colours and fabrics, to wear under dresses and sleeveless blouses. They would be the new leggings.

Deborah Meaden will be IN!

I know what you mean about all the nicest most fashionable dresses being sleeveless (meaning that peri-menopausal fatties like me can't wear them) and all the things with sleeves are in gaudy polyester and frumpy styles.

It's the same with shoes. Anything remotely comfortable and wider fitting is automatically designed to look crap and dowdy. And expensive designer boutiques size things 0,1,2,3,4, and the 4 (XL) is a scant 12.

They do it on purpose you know. It's the fashion world's way of making sure that the over 40's feel eternally shit.

Morning, crepey hags.

I read an article in a magazine in the Doctor's waiting room the other day. It was called 'Sleep yourself Slimmer' (or some such). Basically, it said that by getting 8 hours a night, you will look and feel better, have more energy and won't make the bad food choices that you would when tired.

Sounds good, I thought.

So why did I get up at 5.45am? Because I am turning into my Nan. Fighting the urge to go and wake other people in the house with the cheerful phrase, You're missing the best part of the day!

V true.
I positively relish mornings these days

(I see your 5:45 and raise you my 5:00 am, although jetlag playing a wee part there.)

Don't bemoan sleeveless dresses-defeatist talk.
Sort out yer arms.

I meet your 5.30 raise it with going out to do W1D2 of C25K -still got hurting hip and realised I hadn't mis-counted - there are NINE running reps......ahhh.....
Found another pair of running shoes, but still not good enough - will do till can get to shops. Love that coat.....

Don't blame the running shoes.
Mine are ancient cheapies I have had for years.
I do not hold with equipment.

Orf to gym today meself and will then slip into summast sleeveless in view of sunshine.

No Moondog, the first pair of shoes definately did the damage! - not enough support. I agree that overpriced 'names' are crap, but do need something with appropriate support

Great idea swedes!

A northwest TV weather presenter (forget her name - memory gone AWOL) slim, seriously toned, favours sleeveless shifts but everytime she points at the weather map her flapping bingo wings are proof that beyond a certain age arms are past 'sorting out' < unless moondog knows something>

BTW said weather 'girl' shaved her head for charity, it's been fascinating watching it grow back [grin}

My arms are quite toned no bingo wings at all but it must be genetic as I do nothing to keep them that way although i might start. rest of me not so hot!

Okay Moondog tell us the arm secret.....

I am seriously crippled - hip thing not good, I will need to give myself an extra five minutes to get to meetings today.
However, I feel amazingly much better (no wine again last night despite out with friends - makes it easier that one of them doesn't drink!), and this running lark makes me drink more water which can only be a good thing (I am rubbsh at drinking water).

Anyone on the gardening front know how long if takes tomato seeds to sprout - ds's are just sitting there refusing to do anything.

I always felt good about my arms until dd reached the height where she would reach my arm to hold while we walked along.
She found the rubbery, wrinkly skin on my elbows great fun to play with. She could fold it into amusing shapes and it would stay there - like a cross between Lego and a rbber chicken.

I don't feel so good about my arms now. I am thinking of getting elbow patches sew on. Like a naked geography teacher.

Pag, DS used to and still does this. He loves playing with my bingo wings - they are his favourite part, apart from my "froggie" as he affectionately calls it

Bet mine are bigger than yours!

My arms don't seem too bad, mainly due to hoisting large toddler about the place, throwing him on the bean bag, persuading him up the stairs, etc.

Though to make up for it I've just pulled out the perennial stealth neck hair, that I swear wasn't there yesterday. It's getting thicker, too, especially towards the root. Gag.

Off to garden centre heaven today, in Enfield's 'famous' Crews Hill. Pay a fiver to join, then buy zillions of plants for tuppence ha'penny. Or thereabouts. Not sure DS is going to enjoy it too much, and it doesn't sound the sort of place to have a playground.

'Strue about the sleep and eating and hormones, at least according to same neuroscientists (who are eminent and Not Quacks) whose book I cited above. I did not, however, write that piece (I think. I'm fairly sure I didn't. Did I?)

I would like it on record that I received two (2), count'em, two (2) compliments on my hair yesterday. Admittedly this is because the John Frieda stuff I'm using on it is slightly darker than the other shades of red dye/henna I have been using since I was ahem young, so it may just have been shock, but they did say my hair 'looked nice'.

Also I have resumed my habit of swimming 60 lengths three times a week.

On the other hand I am still the size of a small hippopotamus.

The only way to deal with the arm thing is the way you deal with all else. Exercise, good food, not too much booze. No secrets.

Pag, I remember doing that to my mother as a kid and being genuinely bemused when she got cross about it. Now I know.

On a brighter note, all the 10 year old lads in my kid's class leant out of the class window and high fived me as I jogged out of school.

Not bad for an old fucker who is 44 today eh?

Swimming IS good but it wrecks my hair unless I use a swimming hat under which I coat my locks with conditioner. I'm going to start swimming again too.

Happy Birthday Moondog....

I feel the need to go for a lie down. Running at 5.30 is just not good. Also can someone tell me, is it usual to get worse (i.e. slower) to begin with before you (hopefully) get better? (please say yes, or I may cry...)

Also Kaliko - anyone want to comment on their sizing? Generous or not?