To brie or not to brie, basecamp dyson….. weightloss support for all (thread 2)

[Stellar67]

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I hope this worked!

It's an exhausting stage, Brains, you just can't take your eyes off them for a minute.

Stellar - it's the imaginatively named 'Monitor your Weight' - I don't think I'll get much use out of it myself as I've just finished the leftovers from yesterday's dinner (chicken and ham pie, fact fans), followed by a ginger biscuit. What is wrong with me?

Those both sound great. Jealousy of others dinner is a typical of a dieter.

I had a baked potato with chicken tikka and salad leaves.

And a mullerlight. I gave our eldest the biscuit tin, he's remarkably good at not giving anyone any biscuits, including himself. I think he's lost it in the depths of his room.

The biscuit was made by my daughter, so it would have been positively mean not to. (Bunny shaped cutter, icing bow tie, dossier-keepers.) She makes a mean ginger biscuit, but there's no way she could be trusted with the biscuit tin. Actually, that applies to all of us in this house.

I have bunny biscuit envy. I too
Would have eaten it.

I have tried to have a meal plan this week. I feel a little bit smug even though I'll probably deviate from it entirely. The kids want haggis tomorrow which is probably the lardiest food on the menu.

Right back to dyson. My Hoover is shit. Help me convert.

There must be a job waiting for you in the Dyson marketing department, should you ever want one.

Not a huge fan of haggis, but a big plate of mashed turnip (or swede, as I've had to learn to call it) with lashings of butter - now you're talking.

Sorry, I'm just doing fantasy food now: it happens when my control mechanisms are - how shall I say it... compromised.

Wow brains, do you have shares? I shall have a look later on.

Mmm fantasy food. I'm thinking a fry up full of fatness.

1lb off. I don't think it was deserved but a loss is a loss.

Oh I love a sausage sandwich. With loads of butter. Lard lard lard.

I actually had a tomato ciabatta roll with lean turkey, tomato and lighter than light plastic Mayo.

I'm sensible stellar today.

Aargh this phone!

How's the colds? I, touchwood, am immune so far.

What's healthy to eat in IKEA. Planning a trip there and I like to have fish and chips normally.

Oh Brains. I feel for you. I really do. I cannot abide having a cold. I'm astounded I haven't fallen foul as yet.

I have a confession. I love IKEA. I know that is totally strange. I go when it's stupid quiet. I know what I want. I let the kids run amok and don't really care too much. I know the short cuts. I drink a vat of refill coffee. Only thing I hate is the replacement of proper wood to mdf crap but I have seen a huge bookcase made of wood that I want to investigate. Ours is also a wonderful, rolling hills, drive to get to.

Do I have to leave now that I've outed myself?

Hope you get an appointment, and DS is better soon. It's awful when you are all unwell.

Poor little boy: it's horrible when they're ill - especially when they're so little that they can't articulate what precisely is hurting or making them feel so rubbish. Even more so when you're feeling ill yourself. I'm sending healthy vibes to both of you.

I consider IKEA to be one of the nine circles of hell. But yours sounds positively idyllic, Stellar. And I do like a lot of their designs, and they're really good value, so occasionally, I'll brave it. No bucolic drive to sweeten the pill though.

I'm liking my weight monitoring graph, and after the unfortunate pie incident on Day 1, the trend is heading back down. Keeping my walking up, and letting Jillian Michaels shout at me from time to time. This led to me frightening someone who'd come to deliver some timber while the builders weren't around yesterday. He probably thought I was having some sort of coronary event when I answered the door all red-faced and panting.

A pretty IKEA.... It's not pretty, it's like every other IKEA. It's just got hills round about. I live in the middle of nowhere, the city is a sparkly tinsel pot of chain shops where everything is 20p instead of £200. (Grass is always greener)

My DH has "worked from home" today. He's driven me nuts. I very nearly insisted on calling him an ambulance earlier for his self diagnosed pneumonia. He's got a cold, we live in an old house, put a jumper on.

Anyway it's blowing a gale and pissing rain, so I'm hogging wine and the crap log devouring stove. On the plus side I feel thinner. I'm not thin by any means but I feel it. My 14 jeans are baggy. That's good. For me.

Pippi how do you manage Jillian?
I have a couple of her DVDs in a box somewhere. I just can't get into it.
Did you go to the outdoor pool?

Hurrah for baggy jeans! (Buy some 12s - go on.)

I quite like a bit of Jillian, but I realise her style isn't for everyone. I feel like she offers a proper workout though, and the 30 day shred is one that I go back to time and time again. (Not every day for 30 days mind: I'm not a masochist.)

I didn't go to the outdoor pool that day because it was raining hard but I have been since. The water was lovely, but getting in and out (especially out) was less lovely.

Hope things are improving in the Brains household.

Poo-raking woman is Gillian McKeith - this is self-styled 'America's toughest trainer', Jillian Michaels. Very bossy - just what I need.

Just think how you'd have felt if you'd arranged this get-together six months ago, Brains. Plus, they're your friends - they're not going to care if you're a 10-12 (which is GREAT incidentally) instead of an 8, or if you're the size of a house. Additionally, you have a lovely, scrunchy baby (albeit a bit grumpy just at the moment).