Hmmm tasty casserole....

I made the yummiest casserole last night, it’s the first time I’ve ever made one. My mum use to make them all the time so I’ve been a bit put off, but saw the packet mix at the supermarket and the beef was on special, so couldn’t resist.

I guess I can’t claim that I “made” it cos all I had to do was brown the beef, chop some veggies and chuck the liquid mix (Tuscan Beef) in with it, but still!!!

I had to wait 2 hours for it to cook, and I had some brown rice with it. Brown rice is pretty blah by itself but with the casserole the slightly nutty flavour was delicious.

And the best bit is I have two leftover meals!

I don’t think it was the most point friendly meal after adding it all up, but at 7.5 it’s not really so bad I guess and I think it left me within points for the day.

Actually I’m surprised I lasted the two hours without starving to death (only a slight exaggeration!). I had hunger pains at the supermarket at 6 and didn’t end up eating until 9 so that’s a very long time without food for me.

 

I’m playing Mini Golf at Treasure Island tonight with some workmates, I think we’re having nibbles there too, so I might eat some corn before I go, so I’m not too ravenous/greedy.

 

I went to the dentist yesterday as part of a filling fell out. Damn they’re expensive, cost me $177! She said I need to come back sometime to get the rest of my teeth checked but that might have to wait a mighty long while cos I now owe over a g on my credit card. Ouch!

Quizee

Cool I love little quizzes, I’ve just thieved this from someone’s site:

 

I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Opposite Sex:  False
I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex: False
I've Never Crashed A Friend's Car: True
I've Never Been To Japan: True
I've Never Been In A Taxi: False
I've Never Been In Love: False
I've Never Had Sex In a Public Place: False
I've Never Been Dumped: Umm yeah I was dumped once (the bastard!)
I've Never Done Cocaine: True
I've Never Shoplifted: True (I’m an angel)
I've Never Been Fired: True
I've Never Been In A Fist Fight: False
I've Never Had Group Intercourse: True
I've Never Snuck Out Of My Parent's House: True I never needed to, they were pretty lenient
I've Never Been Tied Up: False
I've Never Regretted Having Sex With Someone: False
I've Never Been Arrested: True
I've Never Made Out With A Stranger: False
I've Never Stolen Something From My Job: False although pens and stuff can’t really constitute stealing, more longtime borrowing!
I've Never Celebrated New Years In Time Square: True
I've Never Gone On A Blind Date: True although I did meet someone off the internet once so that was sorta blind
I've Never Lied To A Friend: False , hate lying though
I've Never Had A Crush On A Teacher or Professor: False
I've Never Celebrated Mardi Gras In New Orleans: True
I've Never Been To Europe: False
I've Never Skipped School: False
I've Never Slept With A Co-Worker: False
I've Never Cut Myself On Purpose: True (never understood why someone would)
I've Never Had Sex At The Office: True eww
I've Never Been Married: True
I've Never Been Divorced: True
I've Never Had Sex With More Than One Person Within The Same Week: Umm uni was a pretty drunken time but I don’t think so
I've Never Posed Nude: Um hmmm sorta false/true
I've Never Gotten Someone Drunk Just To Have Sex With Them: True
I've Never Killed Anyone: True
I've Never Received Scars From My Sex Partner: True
I've Never Thrown Up In A Bar: False I think
I've Never Taken a Hallucinogenic Drug: False drugs are bad
I've Never Purposely Set A Part Of Myself On Fire: True
I've Never Eaten Sushi: False
I've Never Been Snowboarding: True
I've Never Had Sex At A Friend's House While They Were Throwing A Party: False I think
I've Never Had Sex In A Dressing Room: True
I've Never Flashed Anyone: False haha so much fun!
I've Never Met Anyone From Online: False

A tired little camper

Starting with weight, I weighed in at 68.1 kgs on Saturday morning. The scales weren’t sure whether it was 68.3 or 68.1 but the lower weight won out. Whohoo! Pity my boardies still feel pretty tight. I think I’ve just lost muscle and gained fat which is never a good thing, I’m just such a lazy ass and the only time I do exercise is in the wkends when I normally do shite loads, but during the week…..

 

The wedding I went to was really nice. It was on a grassy area under a pohutukawa tree right in front of the beach so the backdrop was stunning. The guys made an aisle using toi-tois and the bride walking down it looked really stunning. It was a short and sweet wedding. The groom was rather nervous and kept slipping up on the words but it all went pretty smoothly.

After the wedding we all headed to the other end of the beach for the reception. It was in a huge marquee on some reserve ground and we got rather hot as the sun was streaming through the clear panels onto us. We were a bit naughty and a few of us took off at one point to go jump in the ocean. It seemed bloody cold and didn’t help with the boys (bastards) splashing me.

Back at the wedding, we all proceeded to drink too much. There was a really sweet bubbly which I drank a gazillion glasses of, and we only stopped once all the bottles were gone. The copious amounts of sugar bit me in the ass though and around 11pm I started feeling quite ill so I laid off the alcohol, much to the disgust of everyone there. By 1am the DJ left and I felt super tired so walked the 10 m (huge exercise!) to the tent and crashed out. Woke up at 4:30am and the music was still raging and I could hear G talking at the top of his (drunken) voice. I got up to pee and managed to get some on my jami pants (nice) so took them off and went back to sleep.

Woke up next at 6am with G heading back towards the test saying shit its getting light. My dog Bart, who had naughtily snuck out of the tent earlier and spent the evening/morning being entertained by the partygoers, finally came back too.

Not much of a sleep-in the next day and we spent Sunday feeling very shattered and unmotivated. We were going to go for surf but it was flat and we were just so buggered. I fell asleep on the way home and also slept great last night.

 

Hmm just ate two very yummy ferroro rochers!

I’ve piked for volleyball tonight and am looking forward to going home to bed. Might have to go to the supermarket first so I have food to eat. I really want a recipe for some low-fat pasta or something that I can make a big dish of and eat for the rest of the week. Yes I’m a lazy cook, and pasta is so good. Maybe I’ll make my old bacon/mushroom/five brothers fav.

 

 

Hot cross buns already!

Well the last two days eating has been really good and I have stuck within the 20 point limit.

 

Today might be another story, I’ve just eaten 2 hot cross buns and I don’t think they’re so good for me plus we have cake this afternoon and its so yummy that I don’t think I’ll be able to resist. Maybe I’ll just have half a piece……

 

This wkend we (me and bf) have a wedding on at Whangapoua on the Coromandel Penisular (not to be confused with Whangaparoua). The wedding is on the beach and should be really fun. I’ve already loaded the mountain bike in the mighty van so hopefully we’ll get in a couple of rides. We’ll probably also go surfing (I’m really useless but I do try). G was wanting to go over to Whangapoua tonight but it would be nice to have a decent sleep in a bed and hopefully a sleep in. Yeah right they never happen unless we’ve been racing all day! G usually wakes up first and starts fidgeting his feet and annoying me so I’ll wake up. Good thing I love him.

Anyway he lives in Thames (we usually only see each other in the wkends), so that’s close to all the good spots on the coro.

 

Maybe I should give a wee bit of history on us?

 

Well in my third year of uni, I flatted with a guy who raced motorbikes (road racing at tracks like Pukekohe, Mansfield, Taupo Centennial Raceway) and I use to think it was the coolest thing ever. I’ve always had a vivid interest in motorbikes but something like racing seemed to be for professionals who knew what they were doing with bikes. And while I did have a motorbike (GSXR250) I really didn’t know squat. Racing before then just seemed completely unattainable.

I did a couple of track days with the road bike and managed to lie it down cracking one of the engine covers and the bike was super gutless on the track, but man it was fun!

Anyway I ended up buying, with the flatmates help, a racebike (had to sell roadbike to finance), my flattie gave me some old leathers of his that I had modified to fit my childbearing (ha!) hips, and I started!

I remember the first time I rode the bike, damn it seemed so fast and crazy! And then it suddenly stopped running and I’d heard such bad things about pistons seizing etc that I thought “AHHHHHHh I’ve broken it!” Turns out I just hadn’t turned the gas on.

 

Anyways I’m a bit off track; so about 2 years ago I met my boyfriend at the track. He races in the same class and would offer all kinds of advice (its great being a race girl at the track). After one meeting I remember confessing to my flattie (not the same one as before) that I had a bit of a crush on him. I was sorta going out with my sexy neighbour at the time.

After one meeting, G convinced me to go to the hot pools with him and he said “I can’t believe you’re single, anyone would snap you up in a second” or something along those lines. So I told him that I was sorta seeing someone, then went home and broke up with sexy neighbour. I thought he was a bit old for me and although I’d jump all over him when I was drunk, it just didn’t really feel right.

G called up next wkend to say he was coming to Auckland to get some car parts and did I want to meet up. That night we had a tequila party with my flattie and a bunch of friends and by the time G turned up, I was already half cut. Well it all got rather hazy from there, we all got rollicking drunk and had a great time. And G and I have been together since. Now coming up to 2 years.

 

So that’s our history in brief. It seems to work quite well seeing each other on the wkends, I usually go to Thames on the Friday night and come back Monday morning and its only just over an hour from my house so its pretty sweet really. Sometimes he comes to Auckland but we prefer Thames because his flatmates are very cool, and there’s lots of beaches and things to do. It just seems a bit more laidback in Thames.

 

Hopefully this wasn’t all too boring.

The second stage....

Well the job interview seemed to go ok, they showed me around the manufacturing line then I had an interview with two of the product design managers. Apparently they’ve got about 5 more people to interview so I’ll probably find something out next week. Nathan one of the interviewers said that I’d be started at a graduate induction level because my experience at my current job is pretty unrelated but that sounds fine to me. What I am worried about is how much they would pay me. Shallow I know but I don’t want to take a dip in the lifestyle to which I’ve become accustomed J

My cut on my foot from saving the whale in the weekend is still a bit sore, but it doesn’t look infected or anything, just not really healed yet. Guess these things take time and it was quite deep.

 

Me and a friend went and saw Walk the line last night. It was a pretty good movie if a little slow moving. Reese Witherspoon was fantastic in it. The movenpick ice-cream I had during was pretty good too. This is not very good for my diet. In fact the whole week so far has been a bit of a write-off, I really have to get grocery shopping so I have lots of yummy nice fruit and veges. Last nights dinner was some chips with my drink at the pub and the ice-cream. Not super nutritious choices at all!

 

So I’m putting in a bit more effort today, have had toast with a scraping of butter for brekky and will have a sandwich for lunch. Not sure about the rest of the day as the sandwich usually only keeps me happy for an hour or two and I’m rather lacking in healthy snacks. Maybe more toast with honey for arvo tea??

 

Ciao

Ahhh scarey interviews

I had an interview for a product design engineer role at the start of last week. It seemed to go ok but I thought I was a little too casual and hadn’t thought of clever answers to all the typical job questions. But anyway, it must’ve gone ok, I just got off the phone to them and I have the 2^nd interview tomorrow. This time with 3 people, scarey stuff indeed!

Also last week I had my review, and got a payrise so now I’m on pretty decent money and I don’t like my chances of getting that money matched in the new job. But the new job would be way better for my career so don’t know what to do! Well guess I’ll see what they have to say first.

 

I ate too much yesterday. We have a mobile café that comes round each morning at about 11 and they have the best savoury scones so I got one. It was pretty big and I didn’t need food again for 5 hours but I still think I ended up eating too much. It would be nice to know how many points that scone would be but I would guestimate about 7 so not a very healthy choice if it is that high.

 

Wish me luck (no one reads this so I’m only wishing myself luck really)

We saved a whale!!!!!!!!!!

Well it was a pretty full-on weekend. The highlight being saving a whale. I couldn’t believe it! We were coming back from out overnight fishing trip when I saw a large fin in the water with a tail making rather big splashes. I said to the others “look at that, what the hell is that” and we stopped to take a closer look. We wandered down onto the sandy beach and a guy headed towards us saying he’d been watching it for a while and it couldn’t get anywhere. It was quite a way out (estuary) and from the beach we couldn’t tell whether it was a small whale or a dolphin so we waded towards it. There were lots of rocks on the way and a few stubbed toes but we got out to it about hip height. Being an estuary it stayed quite shallow so we tried to find a deeper direction to push it in. The poor thing, it was a pilot whale between 3-4 metres long and it had quite a few scars and deep holes. It was surprisingly hard to find anything to grip, and we were about to go and find a towel to wrap around it when all the pushing started to pay off.

It could tell we were trying to help it and it would start flapping its tail which we were careful about keeping away from. And when we’d stop, she (one of the guys found her sex by accident) would stop flapping too.

It was pretty unreal to be trying to push a whale into the deeper water. Once we got her moving, all effort was put in to keep her moving and she soon got deep enough to help herself. We watched it silence as she swam away and then in pity as she turned and swam towards the beach again. We were in a big bay with the point quite a long way again. We headed over to her and this time she wasn’t quite so stuck so it took less effort to get her moving again. In all she beached around 4-5 times but we were moving towards the point (over some very sharp shells and rocks that left a deep cut in my heel) so were headed in the right direction. Once she hit deep enough water she could really get some speed up. A couple of times she headed towards the beach and then would turn out into the open water again. My biggest fear was she would turn right back into where she started from but we were lucky.

The last push was by the point and she was gone. A very cool moment as we watched her build up speed and then disappear under the water.

 

It was a long wade back to the beach; we couldn’t walk up onto the point as the oyster shells were extremely sharp on our already sore feet. We all felt very lucky and at the same time sad to have such an opportunity, I only hope she wasn’t struggling too long before we helped her and really hope she didn’t beach again on the way to the open seas.

 

Other than saving a whale, I caught 3 snapper on Saturday, the last one being quite big. We stayed on a beautiful sandy beach, greg and I camped while the other two stayed on the boat. On the Sunday we went sea biscuiting (SOOO much fun). B was driving the boat and he’d make the biscuit shoot over the boats wake and skim onto the glassy clear water. Greg crashed off at high speed which was hilarious. I even saw a couple of penguins on the way. We also went snorkelling and then back to the mussel farm for some more fishing. Greg got given great shit for not even catching one that we could eat.

In all we got about 8 snapper and a couple of yellow tails that we used as bait.

 

We didn’t get home till about 7 Sunday night and were very tired cleaning all the boat gear but it was a very cool weekend and the smoked snapper for tea was very tasty.

 

Oh yeah since this is suppose to be about weight-loss, I did weigh myself and came in at 68.4kg which seemed a bit light. I did get very inebriated the night before (so so drunk on the Friday out in town) so maybe I was super dehydrated when I weighed myself the next morning. The wkends eating not very healthy but we did a lot of exercise and this morning my arms are quite sore from the combination of pushing whale and hanging on for dear life on the sea biscuit.

Testing from another email account

 

Well it didn’t work from the other account, so guess I haven’t passed BLOG 101 after all. Maybe it will work from this account (she says in desperate hope…)

 

HAHA Got it! Doesn’t work too well if you send it to the wrong email address!

Hmmm it all tastes so good

I'm here to hopefully get enough motivation to stop feeding my face and lose some weight.
Today not quite so good, especially when I found the leftover packet of Delisio Lime and Cracked Pepper chips that I'd forgotten about. Combine that with an incy bit of chocolate (from my lovely bf) and I'd say I'm on about 25 points for the day.
I did think about going to the gym down the road to try out the step class but I was soooo hungry and not in the mood (excuses excuses I know!) so I didn't.

So here I am, judging by the tightness of my clothes, just under 70 kg, this doesn't sound like much but you certainly notice it on me. Or I notice it on me!

Maybe I should talk about the whole WW saga, I was at one stage while at uni 86kg! A routine visit to the doctor who made me jump on the scales (don't you hate that!) soon motivated me into my first lots of visit to WW. I think I got down to about 74kg before I lost motivation. I then joined again a year or so later at about the same weight and got down to about 68, lost motivation again (yawn). Joined again when I moved to Auckland, got down to about 65 and now I'm back up to about 69.

Anyways no one will be reading this so I'll stop rambling on, and will try and figure out how to post to this from email.

Leos