Omg I missed my willie last night!  That’ll teach me for getting fresh air… I’ll be the same tonight, you watch, we’re off to Llandudno, to the seaside!  Fish and bloody chips, bakeries, lovely eateries, ice creams.  I know there’s a H&B there though, and it’s the last two days of b1g1hp there so I’m going to get some coconut flour, had some lovely lemon poppy seed muffins in an email last night that I want to try when I’ve used up my frozen blueberry almond flour muffins (still 8 left – good girl!) and I can’t afford to keep using almond flour, unfortunately!  It’s going to be a nightmare today if sis in law has officially packed her SW in for this week.  I need to go and make some chickpea wraps, pronto!
I know Tokyo, this ‘just this once’ mentality spirals out of control, doesn’t it?  ‘Well, I had this for lunch so I might as well write today off and have this for tea as well and start again tomorrow’ and then it’s in danger of the world famous ‘I’ll start again Monday’.  My husband is obese too and he’s on board with this, but I have to keep asking him if he wants to continue with it, or if he wants to be as rigid as me.  He says the results are there to be seen, he’s down 15 lbs in the same amount of time, and due to long standing illness he’s quite inactive, so that’s mainly diet alone.  He said he has to decide now what’s more important, eating junk or being healthy.  So I’m really lucky to have an ally in real life as well as you guys online.  He’s a fair bit older than me, and I know he worries, he’s only 9 years younger than when his Mum passed away and 15 for his Dad, so I know that plays on his mind.  He was in his 40’s when he became a father and married, even though he has a very young outlook on everything from his personality, how he looks,  how he dresses and the music he likes, our bodies don’t work like our minds, unfortunately!     
Janey, glad that there is peace in your home.  It’s always a toughie where stepchildren are concerned.  And well, well, well.  You have excited me.  Thrilled me, even.  No, not the talk of willies.  But pastry.  Chickpea.  Pastry.  And a brief Google search confirms that not only does it exist, but it is, by all accounts, tasty.  Do you realise what this means to me??????  Oh my days…  I know my hubby has a steroid injection tomorrow, but if he thinks he’s dragging me out with the inlaws again, he’s got another thing coming, I’m afraid.  I’m going to be in the kitchen making steak, onion and mushroom in red wine mini-pies.  I could make sausage rolls with heck sausage… curried pasties.  This could put a much better slant on summer picnics/eating out.  Eeeep 🙂