I have spent the last few nights feverishly watching hours and hours of Emmerdale and have a couple more ahead of me before I am caught up. This is my life.
Anyway, onwards! The other weekend I went bowling for my birthday, just like all the coolest kids do. Hay b.urie!
It was awesome fun. I got dressed up like a dick in my rockabilly party dress and giant petticoat (which, it turns out, gets slightly in the way when bowling) and I even managed to get a strike and break 100 in the second game! I am a bowling master. Also, there were slush puppy cocktails, which were delicious. I think I will be going back there again at some point. Bowling is one of the few things I will do even though I am crap at it and not get grumpy. I don't deal well with being crap at stuff.
Last week I finally got around to having a bra fitting! I have long suspected that the M&S lady I went to before lied to me and it turns out I was right. I now have bras that fit me and my straps are not constantly falling down! It's so weird! Also weird is the size I turned out to be. That, I was not expecting. We went to Rigby & Peller and the lady who did the fitting was lovely and a tiny bit crazy - the best kind of person, I think. We also got some free samples of a really posh cleavage plumping cream that apparently works. Who knows, really, but I might try that out this summer.
Speaking of summer, it might as well be that now - the weather was so lovely this weekend! I spend Sunday afternoon roasting in Turnham Green with
sunsetmog, talking about food and Hollyoaks and Emmerdale. It's her fault and her persuasive ways that I'm obsessed with Emmerdale. &Aaron the sociopath and his voyage of gay discovery; I love that little crim.
So, I am attempting to be healthier and consequently less fat. I want to end up less squishy and get rid of the spare tyre I have acquired (to be fair, it's more of a BMX tyre than a car tyre, but it's still there and unnecessary). The aim is to get down properly into a 14, rather than having to get 16s sometimes. A 12 would be smashing but also, I think, a forlorn hope. I'm lazy and I'm pushing 30 and I don't quite care enough. To this end, I am banning (unhealthy) snacks almost entirely and making myself walk places more. I walked to Kingston through the park this Saturday (it was almost like a proper hike!) which was just over 5 miles, and I'm going to walk home from work as much as possible. I had it in my head it was 3 miles but I google mapped it last night and discovered it's 4.5! So that's 9 miles and almost no unhealthy food since Monday. If I keep that going then I should be sorted, but it's the keeping going part that's my problem. I get bored and distracted easily. Plus again: lazy. We shall see.
This weekend I'm thinking of going to the park again and sitting around reading for a few hours, so hopefully the weather will be nice. It won't be as quiet as it was last weekend, though - the planes are back in the sky above my house. Obviously it's good for the people who were stuck various places, but it was so lovely and quiet the last few days!
I've nearly finished Perdido Street Station now, which I have loved but is the longest book in the world OMG! I've been reading it for over 2 weeks! The worldbuilding is breathtaking, though. It's like this crazy place and all the non-human races really exist. It's definitely not the sort of book I would usually read, but people kept telling me how amazing it was so I picked it up from work and I have not regretted it. I'm looking forward to finishing it, though, because I got a stack of books for my birthday and I want to read them all now! Booooooks!
And I'm spent.