….writing my blog, ducking out of sight when people walk by. I am very easily found, though. Dang.
Am on call again tonight. Dang #2. Have achieved quite a bit at work today, have had a second wind this week. Yey
Running training last night, 1km repeats. Very hot! Did my first sub-6minute km, which is probably the usual for most people.
Went to see the movie “Slumdog Millionaire” last night. Two words: Fucking Awesome! Probably one of the best films I have ever seen. My friend Amy had some tix and her hubby didn’t wanna go so she invited me. We had a lovely dinner out afterwards.
Am off out for dinner tonight with Mr. Sassy and a whole bunch of other Head-Shrinkers in training. Interesting.
I need to start a food diary. I think I am sneaking in crap most days. No good. Though the skirt I had tailored in VietNam is a little looser around the butt and thighs or maybe I am dreaming.
Methinks I need a power-nap.
Just went out to dinner and ate a big steak with mash and some fries. A glass of wine. A giant freddo frog to chase. My second choc for the day. Am having a bad one. Yep, time for a food diary. There is some news on theage.com.au that low carb diets are best. What do people think? I am a carb-addict.
Sat across from one of hubby’s female colleagues. She was a curvy girl, bigger than me, but very sexy (objectively from a female point of view). Very confident. Bed-hair and long mascara-ed eyelashes. Big bust jutting out proudly. She was comfortable in her skin and her hubby clearly appreciated the curves. Dang, wish had bigger boobs, could carry off my curves better as they would match my big curvy butt. 🙂 It is clear that, within limits, size and sexiness are independent of each other.