Skinny Blog

Busy morning at the car boot – insults and bargains

Nicki — Wed, 08 Sep 2010 12:29:29 +0000

Did I tell you about the guy who was trying to knock a lady down on the price of her dog bed, he was complaining it was chewed etc. As she pointed out it was 2nd hand, on a car boot sale and practically free but he was still trying to barter. He did buy it in the end but someone muttered that they hoped a certain part of his anatomy would fester a drop off soon!!

Why is it that the sun shines once the kids are back at school?

Nicki — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 09:58:54 +0000

Could we not have had this weather over the last few weeks???? Just been for a lovely bike ride - all the fields are busy with farmers getting their crops in, the birds are in fine voice and I even saw a badger!! Get me!!

Dropped the boys off at school and pirouetted out of the school grounds knowing I've the day, well, till 3.15 all to myself! What to do? Well, bringing me down to earth with a crash is the pile of work that needs to be done, so bike ride and 3 mile run under my belt, its off to work I go. Luckily the route to the office is past the kettle and left at the ginger cake...

Buffet food should be banned

Nicki — Sun, 05 Sep 2010 19:10:06 +0000

Or have a government health warning - I've just been to a family do and eaten so much I got a stitch!!

Giving you the Skinny on the Skinnyblog

Nicki — Sun, 05 Sep 2010 05:24:16 +0000

Just to give you an update re my weight loss - I haven't - there that was quick!! Well actually, that's not entirely true, since May I have lost 3lb and 3" (not telling you where) However, I can run 9 miles in one go (so to speak), I bike at least 19 miles a week and cover 20 plus in running.

I'm changing my plan now as the big drive is on for the hellrunner in November. I'm doing 30 mins on the bike each day followed by 60 running either interval training, tempo or easy running. What I really need now is a trail running partner...any offers??

Breast cleaning crinic

Nicki — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 17:21:40 +0000

Oh the trouble my mouth gets me into and the amount of people you meet with a sense of humour bypass!! I rang to check when my appointment was, fell over my own teeth, then made the faux pas of finding it all very funny and giggling like a kid. I eventually breathed in and told the receptionist it was the breast screening clinic I really wanted, that was when Irealised I was the only one laughing!!

Hellrunner update

Nicki — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 16:52:36 +0000

I have a 10k coming up next month so I'm busy trainng for that but Istill need to strenthen my legs and gain some stamina. I've been giving Roger a good going over and can achieve 8 miles fairly painlessly but stick me in the road and I'm crying before the 1st mile is over!!

Here’s a refreshing tip re over eating at parties

Nicki — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 06:50:35 +0000

The party went really well and our campers - those who have stayed over are still sleeping in their tents. I'm off to the car boot but before I go I wanted to share a cracking tip with you all.

I was really worried about over eating once the buffet and BBQ food was ready and set out on the table. However, I made the lucky mistake of asking the kids to eat first!! The little locusts cleared up and the adults that followed did very well thank you. Another guest and I where left to fight over one piece of chicken - until we insisted the barbie was re lit and off we went again!!

It’s party time in the house and I want to kill the kids

Nicki — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 17:11:14 +0000

We are holding a camping weekend to raise money for DS1's trip to Cambodia. Having people over and playing games, eating and drinking type fun to be had!! But as we await arrivals DS1 is on a PC game and is currently shooting everything he can through cross-hairs, missing targets and shouting I HATE YOU and DAMN YOU - so glad he doesn't save that just for me!!

DS3 keeps breaking into the fridge to "check" the jelly we've just made together. Its packed full of treats and surprises that the kids have got to fish out tomorrow and other than the occasional licking of fingers, its not really meant for consumption, which is a good thing as DS3's fingers get perilously close to it each time he manages to get past me and into the fridge.

DS2 is ranting as he doesn't do any other levels than "excited" or "high alert excited"! No amount of distraction works for him and as we are expecting arrivals tomorrow (Saturday)- he's been fractious since Wednesday!!

BB is busy in the kitchen, knocking up a storm making pizza and threatening to open the wine or pour a beer!! Simon Mayo is being ranted at as he likes his music but not him (although its the listeners choice tonight which is probably why its on)

I on the other hand have periodically disappeared up the garden, dug some spuds up, picked plums, weeded the veggie patch and been talked to death by various children!! I found a red frog to go with the lizzard I found the other day, have eaten too many apples off the trees and wondering who has eaten all the onions I planted. Oh well, of to give BB a nudge in the direction of the red wine!

Low fat ginger cake – wrong but true

Nicki — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 16:43:30 +0000

•1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
•1 tsp ground ginger
•1 tsp cinnamon
•1/2 tsp baking soda
•1/2 cup sugar
•1/2 cup low fat buttermilk
•1/4 cup canola oil
•1/2 cup molasses
•1 egg, lightly beaten

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Coat an 8-inch square baking pan with nonstick cooking spray.

Combine flour, ginger, cinnamon and baking soda in a small bowl. In a large bowl, stir together sugar, buttermilk, oil, molasses and egg. Add flour mixture to wet ingredients and stir well.

Pour into baking pan and bake for 25-35 minutes.

Cut into 16 squares.

Why can’t I get boots fit my calves?

Nicki — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 08:34:47 +0000

I must have the biggest calves in the world, either that or there is an international conspiracy to never allow me in boots! No matter what make, material or fastening, I cannot get boots to fit me. So I'm stuck with either builders boots or floppy canvas ones - even wellies struggle to rise to the challenge.