Thursday, September 29, 2011


Tuesday, September 27, 2011


I'm an addict!

Sunday, September 25, 2011

So I've been inspired by the lovely Kymmie . She recently blogged about a book, "The Sweet Poison Quit Plan" and as I finished her post all I could think was "I NEED THIS BOOK". 


Honestly I was like a horse chafing at the bit trying to get to Big W to buy the thing. Which I might add is a revolution in itself, because I LOVE SUGAR. I could hoover a packet of Allen's Freckles - like the WHOLE packet. 

This wonderful angel, in book form couldn't have come at a better moment. Six weeks ago I started my fabulous Weight Watchers online journey.... LOVE IT, however the last two weeks have been a MAMMOTH sabotage, I fell off the wagon and then the bloody thing rolled on me. Family Holiday - enough said!

So I've got the book, half way through and I am hooked, honest to god. Who would have through that 'Sweet Ol Sugga' could be so flippin evil ?!?!?! Like I knew it was bad, I didn't realise it was the DEVIL!

Day 1 down and I was super, super hungry. No surprise there seeing as the day prior our house had been a bounty of holiday sugary treats. Skeptical, I'll post a photo I took of our kitchen bench. 



Yes SHAME. Never fear though, that mother load along with half the pantry went into the black hole (never to return) that is our bin. 

Wish me luck fellow bloggers, because the idea of never eating cheesecake again is somewhat daunting. Must remember... sugar is like the poor mans crack!

I'm grateful that... she finally LOVES him!

Saturday, September 24, 2011



This weekend the lovely and talented Maxabella has put "The Grateful Posts" into the capable hands of Sonia over at LionessLady. Go visit!

TRIBUTE

Friday, September 23, 2011


Queen for a day.



Family Holiday

Friday, September 16, 2011


Hop on over to the delightful Mira Narnie hosting this weekend for more gratefuls xx

Moment of Truth


One sleep...

Monday, September 12, 2011


Birthday Girl


Let Them EAT Pie!!!!

Thursday, September 8, 2011


Okay now I'm not lying when I tell you......

THIS IS THE FREAKIN HOLY GRAIL OF PIES!

You couldn't feed me a store bought pie if it was the last piece of food left on the planet. But a pub pie... just writing those words makes my mouth salivate! Could it be possible that the "pub pie" is the food of the gods?

Last night I had a win with a weight watchers pie recipe, and I'm not talking a just over the line win, I'm talking straight out of the park WIN. I would go so far as to say it's one of the best pies I've ever tasted. And being weight watchers means it's guilt free, ding ding ding!
And no I don't think it tasted amazing because I've been starving myself on lettuce and celery in such a way that a roll of cardboard would taste like tomato soup or roast beef and baked potato. Crispy skin and butter! or Blueberry pie and ice cream! (Willy Wonka Reference).

Okay it's too early and I'm trying too hard to be funny, so enough of my witty quips.... enjoy xx







Ingredients

440 g lean chuck steak beef, (500g purchased) fat trimmed, cut into 2 cm pieces   
2 Tbsp plain flour   
1/2 tsp ground paprika, (smoked)   
1 Tbsp olive oil   
1 large brown onion, thinly sliced   
1 clove(s) fresh garlic, crushed   
250 g fresh mushrooms, (button) quartered   
2 Tbsp tomato paste   
125 ml red wine, dry   
1/2 cup(s) beef stock   
2 g fresh rosemary, 1 sprig   
1 individual reduced-fat puff pastry   
2 x 3 second spray(s) oil spray   


Instructions 

   ·         Toss beef in combined flour and paprika to coat. Heat 3 teaspoons of olive oil in a large saucepan over medium-high heat. Cook beef, in batches, for 2–3 minutes or until browned, then transfer to a plate.
·         Heat remaining oil in same pan over medium heat. Cook onion, stirring, for 3–5 minutes or until softened. Add garlic and mushrooms and cook, stirring, for 2–3 minutes or until softened. Add paste, wine and stock and bring to the boil. Return beef to pan, add fresh rosemary, reduce heat to low and simmer, covered, for 1 hour. Uncover and simmer for a further 20 minutes or until beef is tender and sauce is thickened slightly. Cool for 10 minutes, then season with salt and freshly ground black pepper.
·         Preheat oven to 200°C or 180°C fan-forced. Lightly spray four 1-cup (250ml) capacity ovenproof dishes. Spoon beef mix into prepared dishes. Cut pastry into 4 squares. Top each dish with pastry and trim edges. Press edges to seal, cut 2 slits in pastry tops, then bake for 12–15 minutes or until pastry is puffed and golden. 

I got into a fight.....

Monday, September 5, 2011

...and lost!

I told myself I wasn't going to, that I was a better person than that. Clearly NOT! Can I blame it on the fact that I was premenstrual?

From the minute " it" entered my house I knew there would be trouble, I should have never have invited " it" in the first place. I have since learnt my lesson, don't they say "it's only a failure if you don't learn from it"? Whoever "they" are, I like their take on things.

Lesson = If you aren't strong enough to engage in the battle then don't put yourself in a situation where you'll have to fight!

I have a photo of the aftermath.....













B xx

We're all in this together!

Thursday, September 1, 2011


I received a letter in response to my last post from one of my best friends and a fellow blogger. We shall give her an alias as I'm not sure if she'd want me to shove her into the spotlight on this one. Lets call her Grasshopper

Grasshopper penned me a letter full of immense encouragement. She addressed each one of my anxious thoughts and shared what she saw as truth in contrast to my bitter reality. I cried and was incredibly grateful for a friend who would take the time to love me and build me up. My eyes are tearing up now as I type this. 

It's not the sheer fact that she would take the time to write that blew me away. It was the few particular things she shared about her own insecurities. You need a little background  first....

Grasshopper is gorgeous looking, if all my friends were dolls, she'd be the barbie! Not in the weird disproportional plastic way, but the attractive, blonde, flawless skin, rocking body (is that weird for me to say that) way. She always looks fabulous and does so on an incredible budget, she is the master bargain shopper. She even looks smashing in gym gear (no that shirt is not your fat gym shirt)! I don't think I've ever seen her have a bad hair day or a bad face day for that matter. 

Lest you think I'm describing that gorgeous but totally DUMB girl we all had in our class ( that all the boys are in love with), let me assure you she is anything but. She has a law degree and was a kick ass solicitor who retired to manage property worth millions of dollars. She's not short on any brain cells. She works incredibly hard. Am I giving too much away? She lives in a HUGE house that is impeccable, she renovates herself! Has traveled the world, pushes herself to achieve and do incredible things. I haven't met a person who doesn't want to befriend her and a friend who doesn't LOVE her. 

Beyond all those things she has an amazing heart, she's always doing things for other people. Friends, Family, Grandparents, even people she doesn't know. Once she visited a bunch of elderly people from her mums surgery, and I've seen her collect a bus load of baby things for a lady in need. Charitable heart!   She's not a respecter of persons, she's got friends from all walks of life in all shapes and sizes and degrees of WEIRDNESS (see I'm not as charitable).  

SHE SAID SHE LOOKS UP TO ME! THAT SHE SEES THINGS IN ME AND WISHES SHE COULD BE MORE LIKE ME IN THESE AREAS.  I was astounded, firstly that anyone would look up to me in any manner of way, secondly that she clearly does not see herself as I see her. 

And then I realized something incredible... we are all under attack, we women. All of us together being assaulted by one lie or another about ourselves. It's like some big conspiracy against the self worth of women. Bloody hell! The sister next to you is not your envy enemy, she's right there next to you in shackles in that prison of doubt, insecurity and stinkin thinkin. 

I think I know where the key is though. I'll tell you where it is, if you tell the other women around you too. The key is.... 

I'll remind you of the incredible things I see in you, and you tell me the truth I fail to see about myself. Then you tell her something amazing about herself and she will give that much needed encouragement to that other one.  The power is in the edification! 

Grasshopper I love you. xx