Birthday

Simon is 24 today, so for me and him it is our 21st because he was a three year old when I met him.

The time has flown but I still have such crystal clear images of the little boy he used to be, I can picture him so small like it was yesterday.

Zara is coming up for Sunday dinner with us and there is a smell of roasting chicken working its way around the house. It's a very good smell and I am looking forward to cutting the beast up and putting it on the plates.

As I'm not going to get to the gym today I decided to do a real three mile run, oh my, a real run is so much harder than the treadmill I certainly looked a bit on the sweaty side when I got back as you can see but at least I can now eat the Sunday dinner without thinking about the calories. Yeah....I'm a bit obsessed at the moment but I have 14lb to lose and if I don't give it my all then I won't do it.
I will burn off the rest of todays needed loss with the huge pile of ironing later and then perhaps a bit of yoga. Lol!!! is this really me? I remember being here a few years ago but it's nice to have it back.

I managed to catch up with Sandy on Yahoo last night. I always feel better after talking to her, it's nice to have a female point of view when you are living a male life. It has to be someone who can tell it like it is though or it just doesn't work. I'm quite lucky to have a bunch like that.
I am still writing, it didn't fade away and the story is moving on page by page. I guess it's getting bigger as I'm getting smaller and both things are just a bit at a time.

Everything is just a bit at a time. I don't have my 'mojo' back yet fo shizzle (I have now stolen that phrase Vicki) but it won't be long now.

Time to put the veg on and lay the table.

UPDATE

Dinner was well recieved. Emily loves 'Grandads Sunday dinner" even preferring it over mummys. This one was a special request so it was served on each plate in a giant yorkie pud just for the birthday boy.
I'm glad I got that run in first or I would have felt very guilty.

 After dinner Lilya decided to climb up my left side in search of the fabled shiny necklace but never quite got there.

Then Emily decided that my office chair was a roundabout and so spun round on that for an hour while I tried to stay awake after devouring more calories in one sitting than I have had in a week.

All in all a good one.

Happy Birthday Simon.