bigfoodiemama

Well, in the two and a half months since I last wrote a blog ALOT has happened...I got to experience some of life's ups and downs, transitions and traditions. Thankfully, after my Bad Day I have been well enough to survive all that was thrown in my direction and for that am very grateful. Eldest son moved to start secondary school at the end of August and the " helicopter" parent that I might just show signs of, found this to be quite a big event. I realised I was holding my breath in his first few weeks, was uptight about our new routines and commutes and didn't actually exhale until about 3 weeks in when I realised he was happy out , unfazed by the whole thing and we had easily slipped into our new habits...phew ! At the end of September, having exhaled, I delightedly took off to Carcassonne with the Blonde, No Longer Single, the Financial Advisor and the Queen of Baking for 3 days of giggles, rest, relaxation, food and wine. It was a perfect tonic and reminded us...

So....The Mad One phoned and asked " Are you in ????" The nature of our longstanding relationship is that you automatically say yes to questions posed in this way so I immediately replied " YES !" "Great" she replied " that's sorted".....I waited to allow her to enjoy her moment of suspense and then enquired as to what exactly I had said yes to. She excitedly informed me that we were now entrants in the Lip Sync Battle being hosted by a local GA club at the end of September. I greeted this with delight as I love a bit of fun and then she advised me that she had already chosen the song and choreographed dance and I was to look up the video of Beyonce singing " If ya like it and ya want it, put a ring on it..." I put down the phone went into u-tube and looked up the video and found this image Now The Mad One has always had an image of herself as a sex siren and I welcomed the fact that she felt the need to tar me with the same b...

In the past 3 weeks ( 21 days exactly) I have orchestrated and delivered a weekend for all four of us in Liverpool for GASP's impending BIG birthday. This included getting two tickets for GASP and the eldest to go to Heaven ie. Anfield thanks to a very dear friend aka The President. As it was a surprise trip all details fell to my good self and, if I may say so, it was a resounding success. Since we docked off our swift ferry on Monday March 13th I have had the car serviced and NCT'd, done the drop off for 3 singing lessons, 3 swimming lessons, gone to 6 football games, 9 training sessions, compered a pub quiz, arranged costumes for no uniform day, attended a St. Patrick's Day parade, attended a " please inject my butt" appointment, visited a patient in hospital twice , took the eldest to the Aviva for Ireland v Iceland having won tickets, had the carpets and couch cleaned, cooked, reheated or microwaved 18 dinners , and bought a new cooker as they were the last 1...

OK, so now that I am 46 years old I have been experimenting. It wasn't really necessary when I was younger, as I just stuck to what I knew and it seemed to work fine. I was always happy anyway and had no complaints from the opposite sex. Getting older has it's drawbacks though as the same old techniques fail to deliver and I have found myself lacking in satisfaction. Some time ago I went out and bought a few items to add to my old bits and pieces and up until about a week ago, it seemed to be doing the trick, except for a few people advising me that I looked a bit pale. You will remember that, a week ago, I bought a wand, but according to The Mad One, it looks like I am going to need a the Fairy Godmother, pumpkin, mice and a large sprinkling of magic to conceal my under eye wrinkles. I arrived at her immaculate ( ha ha ! ) house this morning for a cuppa, having spent some time in my en suite applying make up and liberally waving my wand around. All week long, I have used an e...

So the Mad One and I headed off to a local Slimming World class, a little distance away, as only Wednesday evenings suited us both, and not, as per local rumour, that the Mad One had been banned from the one in the town. I had noticed on the way over to our first weigh in that the Mad One was in fine spirits, which usually leads to an entertaining evening, and even she herself asked that I stop her if she " overshared". I did wonder how I might actually do this, as once she is in full stride, it's not an easy feat ! My 3 lb weight loss was the first one announced and the Mad One whooped and hollered like a cowgirl. I advised the gathered group that I was delighted with this, as I had not been " all good" for the week, at which point the Mad One advised the room that I had been off for a " dirty night away" ! They sniggered as I explained that the only " dirty" element were the two dirty great glasses of red wine I enjoyed with my pasta dish. ...

Week 2. I was ready. I had the schedule learned off by heart so was looking forward (?) to running for 1.5 minutes followed by a 2 minute walk and repeating that 6 times….do-able ! The Mad One had not re appeared since AC/DC citing a football blitz or the like, so off I went tout seul to continue my journey towards the 5 k. I entered the Fair Green via the ramp behind 3 ladies who were coming for the first time. They were warmly greeted by a friend of theirs who said “ It’s F*****g TORTURE…your first night could be your last !” So much for encouragement. I was expecting to see Gentle Gary, but instead the Silver Fox and Little Big Horn took charge. The Silver Fox warmed us up….bit too much jogging for my like… I was saving my energy for God’s sake….. before Little Big Horn took charge sounding the air horn to mark the change from run to walk. I was doing alright, but noticed the 2 minute walk felt more like 1 minute….because it was only 1 minute….had no one read the schedule ??? I m...

It was definitely the crisps ! This is the story of a girl who will NEVER eat the green Hunky Dorys EVER AGAIN ! The poor girl ( poetic license) thought last Friday night would be a straightforward evening of chat, dancing, fun at the evening of her first cousins wedding, but it didn't exactly turn out, as she thought it would. Of course The Mad One and the FIS ( fluent Irish speaker) set the wheels in motion, when they met in Lidl and decided that the men were to be left at home, and it would be a girls night out. Again The Mad One compounded matters when she offered to drive and collect the poor girl from her home on Friday evening to make the 90 minute trip to the hotel. On the way, the crack was mighty, but being three women in a car, there had to be a loo and coffee stop, at which point FIS showed her true Irish roots, bu arriving back into the car with a selection of snacks "for the journey home". A large bag of Minstrels and Galaxy Counters ( Minstrels without the ...