Sunday, 19 September 2010

...And the Universal balance is restored.

Had a brilliant day on friday; went shopping with Mrs Kate to that catherdral of consumerism, the Trafford Centre.

Now all the kids have gone back to school, it's a little more relaxing; I mean, I'll still do the T-Centre during the school holidays when the kids have got nothing better to do but hang around in groups, but you can be more yourself without the hordes of them getting in the way in some of the more girlie shops... actually the worst offenders are the young mums who seem to acquire some sort of affinity with shoes and block any possible entry for the rest of us with a strategically positioned pram or two.

The journey there was even brilliant; it was sunny, not too busy, and some guy even blew us a kiss for letting him out of a side-road into the traffic! We had lunch at a Tapas bar, and then a combination of window shopping and trying on the occassional outfit - one of which we each tried .... but I'm not permitted to speak of what happened as a result of that.... well... not in public anyway; except to say that I now have a new slinky size 12 dress that I can't wait to wear at the next opportunity.

And then finally when it was time to come home, even that journey was relaxed and 'brilliant' ....

....but getting home to find a recorded phone message from your boss telling you that BTW, you're on a course in Birmingham on Monday morning, is not exactly the best way to round the day off nicely.

For every action there's an opposite reaction... and the Universal balance is restored.

Monday, 13 September 2010

Blame it on the Biorhythms



Over the last 12 months or so, I've been plotting my developing 'fitness' - alternatively known as my 'gaining a girly figure' progress.

I've noticed that for a few days each month, there's been some very noticeable progress followed by a fairly level period for the remainder, with regard to losing weight and so on.

In examining this phenomenon closer, I noted that the cycle appears to be as regular as clockwork; every 28 days there's this burst of relative progress. Ok, try as I may but it's not going to be 'that' cycle, but it reminded me of that very 80's thing that the first home computers seemed to all come with, a program to plot your personal Biorhythms.

In examining my 28 day Emotional biorhythm, I found it exactly coincided with these sudden surges in weight and figure measurements.

Now I never really gave biorhythms much factual consideration at the time (they're up there with horoscopes), but apparently there are 2 other cycles to consider too - the 23 day Physical cycle, and the 33 day Intellectual cycle. Combining those together can give rise to other cycle plots for Mastery (Physical + Intellectual), Passion (Physical + Emotional), and Wisdom (Emotional + Intellectual).

If there's any truth in this lot, it looks like I'm in for a few 'blonde' days as Physical and Emotional are relatively high whilst Intellectual is at rock-bottom!

The Devil and Mrs Kate

No, I'm not slighting Mrs Kate in the least, but between her and the that horny Devil, they've been tempting me with all sorts of things to redirect my attentions from attaining a nice girly figure... chocolate, cakes, lunches out; but I think I'm winning..... all but very, very slowly.... I will hit my 11 stone (154 lbs) target before Winter.

I'm not obsessed, I'm just determined... Mr Devil will be skating to work soon (but don't hold your breath!).

Well, it's been a while (again!) since my last post - I note with surprise of how time just flies by; one minute we're enjoying what we could loosly relate to as being Summer, to nights drawing in and a distinct Autumnal feel. It feels as if Autumn is coming earlier; this time last year I started my fitness regime by cycling to work in T-shirts, but this year I'm already wearing a fleece and have been drenched on a number of occassions by heavy rain showers en-route.

Last week I did the usual stress-relief visit to the Village on my own; before I got to my first 'port of call' in Taurus, I was accosted by a gay guy (and his partner) who as it turned out he liked to occassionaly be 'Louise' but he hadn't got the courage to come out in the Village. He was looking for the opportunity of being out with a bunch of us girls to gain some confidence. Now I can't really get my head around this one - unless gay guy being girlie = DQ; do gay guys really 'dress'? - he seemed genuine enough and 'Vicky' his partner subsequently provided supporting testament to this effect that 'he' really, badly needed to get out..... without any prompting.

I'm always cautious about such approaches, since those sort of 'approaches' are usually from admirers or the p-heads... the latter usually being very negative (and I note with dismay that those sort are on the increase in the Village!); but this guy seemed really genuine, and besides... after talking to me they went into Churchills.... not that means much.... but that's where the DQ's can be found on a Wednesday.

After a couple of Drinkies and a portion of chips in Taurus, I thought for a change I would 'do' Churchills.... and I was in time for the DQ trio to do a very good rendition of a few James Bond movie numbers.... they do soooo love to ham it up don't they! Classic DQ stuff. After Churchills it was a little late for Concorde (oh dear..... what shame..... never mind!) so I arrived a little earlier than planned at Naps where I plucked up enough courage to compliment the only girl that was in at the time, a regular who has only just invested in a rather fetching long dark wig to go with her black pvc mini-skirt and top. And I also discovered that myself and this girl have something in common back in what some might refer to as the real world (minor 'eeeek' situation... but confirmed the suspicions I've held for several months).

A little later I was joined by Jane Maybe and friends but rather strangely none of the usual regulars.... only Estelle and eventually Elaine and Mary turned up from Concorde. Unlike the previous week, Naps and the Village as a whole was fairly quiet.

All in all a rather strange but enjoyable evening.... BTW I've got the gay guys mobile number if anyones interested!