Baggy pootled off to Fat Club to see her friends this morning, pretty sure that she would have put more weight back on. Nothing whatsoever to do with the ham stuffed pancakes with home-made cheese sauce that she had on Wednesday, followed by more pancakes with honey, you understand. Or for that matter the meal out with pudding and two large glasses of wine last Saturday. No, nothing to do with that. But much to her surprise she had lost a pound! Now this might be the motivation that Hormonal Hannah needed to stop making Baggy comfort eat whenever the black cloud looms. She is after all currently ten pounds over her (previously achieved, very briefly) target weight. Truthfully, Clever Bird thinks that she was a tad too thin at her target weight, even though it's at the top end of her ideal BMI! But her ribs were sticking out and her back bone showed quite clearly! She still had a bit of a splodge for a tummy, but that's age and major surgery for you. Certainly, although he would never say so, number one furry seemed to be spending a little too much time, playing Baggy's ribs, like some kind of weird musical instrument. He seems happier now there is a little flesh back over them. So Clever Bird put Baggy's target weight back up by two pounds.
Yes bloggees, Baggy agrees that this might seem a little pointless, but actually Clever Bird would disagree. You see her target was eleven stone and twelve pounds. It is now twelve stone dead. Psychologically this seems much more achievable to Hormonal Hannah. But also as you can be three pounds either side of this weight, she can still be at her original target too! Okay your sighs and queries are noted bloggees, but it makes perfect sense to Baggy. The pound off just goes to show how much carrying and moving about The Domestic Goddess has made Baggy do this week, so if she carries on AND bothers to follow her healthy eating plan, she might actually lose a bit more.
The Goddess mentioned at Fat Club that she'd bought Baggy a butternut squash so that she could make her some soup. There are now a little row of butternut squashes waiting to be souped, varying in age by the best part of a year. Baggy rather rashly promised to make the soup and put the photo in her blog - well, she'll try. She can't today though because Baggy is at the soon-to-be-a-holiday cottage and the squashes are not. Phew - good excuse.
Creative Clara has been painting the smaller of the two bedrooms again this afternoon. It didn't start well. The paint that has to be used on a timber-framed house is ridiculously expensive because it has to be "breathable". Clever Bird knew that there was some "normal" white paint in the shed, that would be fine for the modern partition wall. She retrieved it and opened it. The top half of the can was oil. Twenty minutes of stirring later it looked okay, so The Goddess poured it into the tray and started "rollering" it on the wall. It looked like rice pudding! Baggy picked the lumps off and tried again. It looked like semolina. She decided to give up. She poured as much of the remainder of the paint as she could back in the can, then washed the tray. The sink, drainer, tiles, kettle, floor, Baggy and Minty Mutt were all soon covered in splats of white paint. Baggy went and got The Goddess a can of the expensive stuff and went back to the wall. Of course the roller was now sopping wet - Baggy was soon splattered with it; there are many advantages to having white hair.
But the bedroom is now ninety-percent painted and Baggy is feeling rather pleased with herself. The soon-to-be-a is definitely coming along now......
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