It's always nice to end a long, arduous week with a few sweet images of tiny creatures. I hope you enjoy ooohing and aaahing as much as I did. I especially love the one of the little bunny in the teacup... precious!
Friday, November 18, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Losing
I am quite proud of myself, and this is a rare statement and occurrence. I have reached, maintained and exceeded the 5kg goal with Weight Watchers. In the program they set out goals for you to achieve i.e. 5kg, 10% body weight, 10kg etc. I have reached the first marker. I have done so slowly and consistently. I am 5.2kg down! Woohoo. It may not be much in the grand scheme of my total weight loss goal but it is something. It makes my 30kg goal that much smaller. It makes it 25kg to go. I seriously don't know how I weigh less each week when on some days no food is safe! Nom, nom, nom. I do try and make the right choices, i.e. when I reach for the packet of chips I will either weigh out a portion or eat only a handful, thus my craving is satiated.
I must say, I have become a far more focused and dedicated woman in the last few years. I never used to stick to an eating plan. It used to be like an ongoing joke. My excessive weight led to Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome when I was 16 which gave me Type II Diabetes. For the last 10 years I have been on glucose tablets to manage my insulin resistance, paired with the pill to take care of the hormonal imbalances. I am happy to report, that all cysts on my ovaries have diminished and chances of me having a child are good. I worry each and every day about becoming a full blown diabetic, as my endocrinologist warned me that 25 years old was my cut off, and if I was not free from insulin resistance by then I would become diabetic. Well, my levels are managed and my weight is coming off. I will not be trapped by food like the Half Ton Man. I always think that a gastric bypass would be such an easy way to do things, however the easy way out is not always the right way out. I guess being a little more hungry, a little more stiff in your muscles, a little more disciplined, a little more hard on yourself, a little smarter with your food choices, a little more strict when it comes to having a drink... or seven. All these littles add up.
So, I soldier on. On the bright side. With Weight Watchers I can eat anything I please, within moderation of course. Which is the beauty of the eating plan I think, there are no restrictions, thus no cravings and no feeling of want or guilt. I am in no way punting the diet, I am simply saying it works for me. Listen, i have done it all. The only things that works is moderation. I know I will never be a skinny bitch, but I have been a fat bitch for long enough, so it is time to become the healthy bitch!
I must say, I have become a far more focused and dedicated woman in the last few years. I never used to stick to an eating plan. It used to be like an ongoing joke. My excessive weight led to Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome when I was 16 which gave me Type II Diabetes. For the last 10 years I have been on glucose tablets to manage my insulin resistance, paired with the pill to take care of the hormonal imbalances. I am happy to report, that all cysts on my ovaries have diminished and chances of me having a child are good. I worry each and every day about becoming a full blown diabetic, as my endocrinologist warned me that 25 years old was my cut off, and if I was not free from insulin resistance by then I would become diabetic. Well, my levels are managed and my weight is coming off. I will not be trapped by food like the Half Ton Man. I always think that a gastric bypass would be such an easy way to do things, however the easy way out is not always the right way out. I guess being a little more hungry, a little more stiff in your muscles, a little more disciplined, a little more hard on yourself, a little smarter with your food choices, a little more strict when it comes to having a drink... or seven. All these littles add up.
So, I soldier on. On the bright side. With Weight Watchers I can eat anything I please, within moderation of course. Which is the beauty of the eating plan I think, there are no restrictions, thus no cravings and no feeling of want or guilt. I am in no way punting the diet, I am simply saying it works for me. Listen, i have done it all. The only things that works is moderation. I know I will never be a skinny bitch, but I have been a fat bitch for long enough, so it is time to become the healthy bitch!
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| "Barbie is such a bitch" |
Monday, November 14, 2011
The Kings Named Leon
About two weekends ago the much anticipated Kings of Leon concert came and went. Having been a fan for some 8 years now I was very keen to see them live. Paul of course felt the same way. Our expectations were reserved as we understood who these gents were, and knew that they were not about to deliver an energetic, blow-your-face-off, "we-are-the-shit" live performance. They have gained massive notoriety over the last four years what with "Sex on Fire", "Use Somebody", and "Radioactive". They were famous, plain and simple. I remember thinking, years ago, if they were to become famous I would be really bleak. They are too cool for everyone else. It sounds cocky and possessive, but I love them that much. Lo and behold the family band make it big. The albums get worse and albums sales go up.
I read on Bangers and Nash about his experience in Cape Town and he confirmed all my worst fears. The crowd was filled with drunken, lumo-outfitted, last two album owning, 5fm / chart topper listening JOCKS! As it is written, as it was in Joburg. Paul and I were so bleak. The concert was ruined for us by a bunch of Bacardi-Breezer drinking, Sex on Fire sing-along chicks and dicks in dress up.
I am sorry. But what about the Kings of Leon provokes one to don lumo, tiaras, devil horns, and other such head attire that either glows, flashes or has glitter on it. They are a Nashville country rock blues band. For fucks sake!
However, they were INCREDIBLE!
The best live band I have ever seen. They were on key, they were professional. They were on time. They were well rehearsed. They were sober. They were polite. They may not have spoken much, but having spoken to other people regarding their live performances, that is how they roll. I am sad there is tension in the group. They are pure and unadulterated wonderful rock and roll. I sang my heart out and cried when they sang "The Bucket". I am sad they did not sing "Milk", but all in all they were pure perfection.
The event organisers were also super professional and all our transfers to and from Soccer City were flawless!
I did state, and I maintain that I will never be going to another radio sponsored concert (i.e. 5fm) - too many "fans".
Peace!
I read on Bangers and Nash about his experience in Cape Town and he confirmed all my worst fears. The crowd was filled with drunken, lumo-outfitted, last two album owning, 5fm / chart topper listening JOCKS! As it is written, as it was in Joburg. Paul and I were so bleak. The concert was ruined for us by a bunch of Bacardi-Breezer drinking, Sex on Fire sing-along chicks and dicks in dress up.
I am sorry. But what about the Kings of Leon provokes one to don lumo, tiaras, devil horns, and other such head attire that either glows, flashes or has glitter on it. They are a Nashville country rock blues band. For fucks sake!
However, they were INCREDIBLE!
The best live band I have ever seen. They were on key, they were professional. They were on time. They were well rehearsed. They were sober. They were polite. They may not have spoken much, but having spoken to other people regarding their live performances, that is how they roll. I am sad there is tension in the group. They are pure and unadulterated wonderful rock and roll. I sang my heart out and cried when they sang "The Bucket". I am sad they did not sing "Milk", but all in all they were pure perfection.
The event organisers were also super professional and all our transfers to and from Soccer City were flawless!
I did state, and I maintain that I will never be going to another radio sponsored concert (i.e. 5fm) - too many "fans".
Peace!
Friday, November 4, 2011
Take It or Leave It
"I'm
sorry but I don't want to be an Emperor, that's not my business. I don't want
to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible, Jew,
gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another, human beings are
like that. We all want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's
misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is
room for everyone and the earth is rich and can provide for everyone.
The way
of life can be free and beautiful. But we have lost the way.
Greed has
poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate;
has
goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed.
We have
developed speed but we have shut ourselves in:
machinery
that gives abundance has left us in want.
Our
knowledge has made us cynical,
our
cleverness hard and unkind.
We think
too much and feel too little:
More than
machinery we need humanity;
More than
cleverness we need kindness and gentleness.
Without
these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.
The
aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of
these inventions cries out for the goodness in men, cries out for universal
brotherhood for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions
throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women and little children,
victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To
those who can hear me I say "Do not despair".
The
misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men
who fear the way of human progress: the hate of men will pass and dictators die
and the power they took from the people, will return to the people and so long
as men die [now] liberty will never perish...
Soldiers:
don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you and enslave you, who
regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel, who
drill you, diet you, treat you as cattle, as cannon fodder.
Don't
give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men, with machine minds and
machine hearts. You are not machines. You are not cattle. You are men. You have
the love of humanity in your hearts. You don't hate, only the unloved hate.
Only the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers: don't fight for slavery, fight
for liberty.
In the
seventeenth chapter of Saint Luke it is written:
"The
kingdom of God is within man"
Not one
man, nor a group of men, but in all men; in you, the people.
You the
people have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create
happiness. You the people have the power to make life free and beautiful, to
make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy let's use
that power, let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that
will give men a chance to work, that will give you the future and old age and
security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power, but they
lie. They do not fulfil their promise, they never will. Dictators free
themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfil that
promise. Let us fight to free the world, to do away with national barriers, do
away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason,
a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness.
Soldiers!
In the name of democracy, let us all unite!"
- Final speech in The Great
Dictator
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