Friday, 26 September 2014

Detox Days and Coconut Oil

Hi folks,

Over the last few months I have felt happy, calm, settled and in control of most things...especially my anxiety. Now this may be due to the medication I have been taking, the CBT that I had a few months ago, the gorgeous weather or a mixture of all of these things.

One thing that HAS happened is that I have become lazy and greedy! I only have myself to blame for that. I have always been a grazer and really struggle to not wander to the fridge at any time of day and eat whatever may be in there...and I mean anything. A slice of ham, a slice of cheese, a few grapes, a yoghurt. Whatever there may be in that lovely chilled fridge that doesn't need prepping is what I will eat and I have been doing that more and more. The same goes for bowls of cereal, biscuits and toast and butter, especially the latter when I am at work.

On Monday morning I was up early, had walked the dog and was at a loss as to what to do. I found some dried apricots and decided to use them in recipes. I googled 'apricots in cooking' and found that I had the ingredients to make apricot chicken, some apricot biscuits and some really lovely apricot and coconut sweets that needed no other ingredients and no cooking. Perfect!
The chicken dish was nice, although a bit sweet, the biscuits were ok and the sweets were, well, SWEET. I loved them.
Once I had done the cooking that was it. Over the course of the day I ate most of the chicken, at least half of the biscuits and 6 of the 14 sweets. See what I mean about greedy? I ate most of those things without even thinking about it and certainly not because I was hungry.
I went off to work, ate even more there and then came home and felt bloated and fat.

I also tend to overindulge if things are unsettled or causing anxiety at home and things are certainly a bit on the fraught side due to a financial conundrum that is surrounding our proposed house move. At one time I would have overindulged in a bottle of wine but luckily those days are behind me I think. Food has taken its place. I have even been buying chocolate which is not something that I do with any regularity.

Anyway, last night, after the apricot overload, I realised that I really need to address these issues and decided to have a healthy eating blitz - for 4 days to start with. I looked on various websites to read about detoxing and decided that I have nothing, apart from bloating and about 1 and a half stone, to lose.
Armed with my usual determination to rise to a challenge, I set off to Sainsbury's with a clear list of items that I wanted to buy in my mind. The list comprised mainly of fruit, veg, porridge,fish and chicken and I managed to get what I wanted with no problem. I even got green tea so that I won't be having milk.

So, for breakfast I had tinned grapefruit in natural juice, for lunch it was reduced fat feta cheese, peppers and beetroot followed by a fruit bar ( no oats or added sugar, just fruit) and for tea it was baked cod loin with wholegrain rice, carrots and mange tout followed by fat free Greek yoghurt and raspberries. I've had a couple of cups of green tea and a mini pack of oat cake bake bites and that's it.

While I am aware that that doesn't sound particularly impressive, compared to what I have been eating it's a vast improvement. Tomorrow I intend of having porridge with blueberries for breakfast, a similar salad to today and then chicken and veg in the evening. Thursday will be more of a challenge as I am out all day from 6.30am until about 10 pm visiting Addenbrookes hospital in Cambridge.

So, day 1 has been pretty good and I don't feel hungry. I could eat a bowl of cereal and a few biscuits but that's because of habit and not because I'm hungry. A cup of green tea will have to suffice and then I'm off to bed where, hopefully, I'll sleep a little better than last night and then we shall see what tomorrow brings.

I'm going to save this entry and not publish it until I have completed 4 days of eating healthily and I hope to make an entry each day to record how I'm doing. Hubby and son are doing it with me. Son enthusiastic. Hubby not so as he's fretting about things. Let's see how we get on.

Day 2

After spending a fruitless couple of hours last night trying to uninstall programmes from my now working laptop ( I use the term 'working' loosely as it's become the slowest laptop in the world) I was later going to bed than I intended. I fell asleep just before midnight I think and did wake once as I was feeling very hot. The next thing I knew hubby was getting up for work. That would have been about 5.45 am!
I got up about 6.45 and fed the dog, put the kettle on and popped a slice of lemon in a cup. I added boiling water to the cup and then drank the ever so slightly sour drink which is apparently an important part of the detox process. I think it helps to kickstart the system or something! This was followed by a bowl of porridge made with water in the microwave and with a few blueberries added for sweetness. Just off to walk the dog and then get on with my day. Laters!

9 am and dog is walked and I am peckish. I also have a slight headache. Going to have a cup of green tea and a slice of gluten free brown bread toasted with marmalade - no margerine or butter - and then a bath and off to see father in law.

12.30
Had a cup of tea with a splash of milk with the old chap. Home now and very hungry...genuinely. Still have a bit of a headache (tired?) and tummy is rumbling so going to knock up a salad with some reduced fat feta again. It was lovely and followed by a cup of green tea and a cocoa mint bar (gluten free,dairy free - dates, raisins, cashews, cocoa and mint, that's it). Feel better!

Took a couple of paracetamol and had forty winks. Headache all better. Walked the dog and then got tea ready. Tonight was salmon, rice and veg followed by banana and fat free Greek yoghurt - with a very little sprinkle of sugar. A cup of proper tea  with another fruit bar went down very well and that's should be it for tonight. Long day ahead tomorrow so hope I sleep well tonight.

Day 3

05.50  Well, so much for sleeping last night! Been awake since 3ish and have just watched an episode of The Great British Bake Off Extra Slice. Probably not the best thing to watch when you're trying to eat healthily is it? Anyway, just having a cup of lemon and hot water then tea and porridge, walk the dog and then drive to Cambridge. Also, it's bloomin' cold this morning. Have a nice day all.

Day 4

Yesterday .... an interesting day that included being stopped by the police on M11 ....but I pretty much stuck to my healthy eating apart from eating 10 chocolate raisins for which I feel no guilt what so ever.
After getting to Addenbrookes hospital an hour and a quarter late for our hospital appointments and after one daughter being diagnosed with having cataracts on both eyes (we knew about one eye but not about the other) that need surgery which she can't have at the moment because she is 36 weeks pregnant, we had settled down in a sunny courtyard to have a cup of tea and something to eat. I had already had an bottle of apple juice and a bag of baked mango slices but I managed to scoff a prepacked feta salad and a go ahead bar and the aforementioned chocolate raisins. I was quite impressed with myself to be honest.
When I had dropped off my passengers at the end of the day I got home and decided on my dinner choice. Salmon in the fridge needed eating so I popped it in the oven, cooked some corn on the cob and some sugar snap peas and, 20 mins later, enjoyed a lovely dinner with a little bit of balsamic dressing added. This was followed by one of the fruit bars and an orange.

This morning I had a glass of hot water and lime and a cup of tea, made some phone calls re yesterday's events and then had a bowl of porridge with blueberries.
Son went out for drinks last night and insisted he was only going to drink vodka and soda (healthyish?). When I came downstairs, said son was asleep on the sofa, still in his clothes and the oven was on. Fortunately there was nothing in  the oven! What there was was the usual crap that we all think is good to eat after a few drinks. Son had been to Tesco on his way home, as he always does, and had brought 2 boxes of Pringles, 3 large bags of Doritos, a jar of cheese dip and a box of cheese straws. All were unopened. When he was able to speak he said that he brought it all, got home and then realised that he shouldn't be eating that kind of stuff for a few days and left it all. Hats off to him I say. I'm not sure I would have had some much self-restraint in those circumstances i.e. drunk!

What has amused me is hubby who was adamant that he wanted to do this detox thing with us, who then went out for a pre-arranged curry and a few beers last night and who was then was confronted by me after I had a found a receipt for a chicken and stuffing sandwich and a Cornish pasty which were purchased on Wednesday! I have no issue with what he eats or doesn't eat but he is obsessed with his food and weight. There's no helping some people!

So, today is the last of my 4 day detox efforts and I'm really happy with how it's gone thus far. Having a fridge full of healthy things is a real help and not having rubbish stuff in the house is making a huge difference. Quite whether I will be able to avoid those cheese straws today though is another matter!

So lunch today for me was 2 slices of gluten free brown bread toasted with what was supposed to be mashed avocado... which wouldn't mash because they were under-ripe... an egg fried in coconut oil and a splash of balsamic glaze. The avocado bit was a a bit of a disaster as they were too hard to mash but the coconut oil is my new very favourite thing.
I love all things coconut from body butter to sun lotion, from macaroons to cocktails. I adore the taste and the smell and this oil I have found is brilliant.
It's made by www.lucybee.co and I found it in Sainsbury's health food aisle. I have used it when baking chicken and salmon and for frying too. It is extra virgin organic and is fair-trade. It's 100% kosher,gluten and lactose free, zero cholesterol and suitable for vegans and vegetarians. Apparently you can use it on you face as a moisturiser and on your body as a body butter. I think there are loads of other uses for it so give it a try if, like me, you're a coconut lover!



The end of the day for has been hit and miss. I had an apple because I was hungry and light-headed and, quite frankly, feeling a bit peculiar. Then supper was prawns in ginger and garlic sauce with rice and salad ....all done by myself, not pre-packaged. It's Friday so I have allowed myself a couple of slimline g and t's and have also had a fruit 'bar' and a packet of low-fat, low cal popcorn. So the end of  my healthy eating blitz has been a bit of a disappointment but, overall, it's been a good experience and one that I hope to do more of.
The weekend is here, I've lost a couple of pounds, eaten proper fresh food and enjoyed the challenge.

Happy weekend to you all. Have fun!

Much love xxx

Sunday, 21 September 2014

Poppy Pride Pictures







Poppy Pride

Morning everyone.
This is a first for me....I'm uing a wireless keyboard to type this. It seems very odd that I can type on one piece of equipment and what I type appears on another seperate bit of technology that is not attachedin any way.
My reason for doing this is because my trusty old laptop that I usually use to blog from has given up the ghost and refuses to turn on.In fact, it refuses to do anything which is slightly worrying because I store all of my photos on it and there are lots of personal notes and documents on it too which I would hate to lose.
People tell me that they are all 'on the cloud' which may or may not be true. I wouldn't know because the whole iCloud thing confuses me beyond belief.
I'm not sure if I can at photos to the blog using thkeyboard and my iPad but I giess I won't know until I try.......

Well, there you go.I can add photos but not the ones I want to add. I have lots of photos on my phone that I want to use but they do not appear on my iPad even though they should  be there. I will find a way I'm sure....but how very annoying.

I wanted to post some lovely photos of a trip my sister, niece and I made to the Tower of London in the week.
The three of us had volunteered to do a shift helping with the poppy installation that is going to be at the tower until November 11th.
We met on the train at Woking and, as seems the norm whenever I go on a train to London, we had to stand all the way as the train was full...mainly of a group of very excited school children who were on their way from Portsmouth to The Imperial War Museum. You can imagine how noisy it was on the train and I was amused to see that most of the little darlings had  already eaten their packed lunches. It was 10.20!
When we arrived at Waterloo we took a walk along the South Bank (should that be all one word?). There is always something to do there, something going on. We sauntered past various stalls and
exhibitions, The Tate, The Globe and umpteen eateries. We got stopped and asked if we would like to be in the audience for Loose Women, which we declined even though it would have been 'interesting',
 and we saw Rory McIlroy, the golfer, who was on a boat on the river filming a new advertisement for Santander.
My sister had found a good place to eat in St. Katherine's dock, a Chinese restaurant called Ping Pong which which was doing a dim sum menu for £8 per person which included iced tea. I wasn't sure what to expect but, do you know what, it was really lovely. The three of us sat outside in the sunshine, looked at the boats and enjoyed our food and fabulous drink before heading to the Tower.
When we got to the Tower we joined a surprisingly long queue of volunteers and waited for our shift to begin.
We entered the Tower by a side door, were shown a short film about the idea behind the installation and how to assemble the poppies and then we were taken to the moat, given out instructions and that was it.
Just being in the moat of the tower was exciting and when we saw all of the poppies that were already planted I think all of us were immediately moved by what we could see. Poppies, poppies
everywhere!
Our shift of volunteers numbered about 200 and we had 6000 poppies to assemble and plant. Each poppy is individual and, by November 11th, there should be over 800,000 poppies planted. Each poppy represents a person who lost their lives in the First World War. At the moment there are over 400,000 in situ so the installation is over half way to being completed.
The volunteers ranged from families doing it together ( 18's and over), work colleagues, couples, friends.. and it was great to see everyone doing something so meaningful and with such good feeling.
I will never forget planting my first poppy. As I pushed the metal spike into the ground I just thought that it was being planted for someone who I never knew who gave their life for their country. I whispered a little 'thank you' and then looked at the thousands of poppies all around me and felt very emotional.
We sat in the sunshine chatting and assembling our poppies and planting them and 2 hours flew by and we were done. All 6000 poppies planted in just over 2 hours. We were given free reign to wander around the moat and take as many pictures as we wanted to which we all did and which is why I am
so irritated that I can't put any on here at the moment. I will find a way and add some later on if I can.

We took a slower saunter back along the riverside and got ourselves an ice cream. A cocktail or a glass of wine would have been nicer but I had to jump back on the train and get home in time to go to work my night shift. My sister and my niece were in no rush to return home so they stayed and eventually went to the theatre to see Matilda. Not envious at all!!

I got home, weary but elated, incredibly happy to have been involved in such a unique event. My thumbs hurt, my elbows ached and my knees were giving me grief but it was so worth it. Memories are made of such things. It was truly a wonderful day, a wonderful experience and brilliant to have been able to have done it with family.

I would urge anyone who is able to to take a trip to the Tower and see for yourselves the incredible
sight of the the moat gradually being turned red. It is a very moving thing to see. Also, each poppy is being sold after the installation is dismantled and I have already ordered one for myself and am going to order several more, one each for each of my children. I believe there has been some negative media coverage about the installation and about how the money is being distributed...basically not
enough money being given to the armed forces etc etc. For me, that is irrelevant. For me my day at the Tower was about being a part of something memorable, a once in a lifetime experience. It was about paying my respects to the people who died in the Great War. It was about remembering my Nan who was so very passionate about 'Poppy Day' and who supported it every year via the British Legion, about remembering my dear old Dad whose birthday was November 11th and who has a poppy engraved on his headstone. It was a personal pilgrimage of sorts if you like and I am so happy to have been a part of it.

So, there you are. My first blog entry using a wireless keyboard. I may have made a few mistakes with things so I do hope that anyone reading this ill forgive me for any punctuation, grammar, spelling errors. I will endeavour to get my laptop repaired but I don't hold out much hope. I guess I am just going to have to try and get to grips some newer technology. Heaven help us all!

Much love
xxxxx

Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Marriage Musings and Sea Swimming

Hi everyone,

It seems ages since I last blogged! I'm not sure what to type about today but I'm sure something will come to mind.
I was thinking of writing about our wedding anniversary that is coming up in October. We will have been married 25 years. Yes, it will be our silver wedding anniversary and I can't quite believe that that is possible. That means that we have been living together for 27 years this November.
I was thinking about all that we've been through as a couple, about our losses and our traumas, about our holidays and good times. It's very, very easy to take someone who is always around you for granted. How often do we only realise how much we miss someone when they aren't there anymore?

When we first got together...all those years ago!... there were many of my hubby's acquaintances who told him to be wary, to not get too involved, even that I was a gold-digger!! Yes, really, me, a gold-digger? I may be many things but I'm not that. In retrospect I can understand their concerns - he was a single, unmarried man without responsibilities and I was the opposite - lots of baggage.
Whilst he listened to his friends and their concerns, hubby followed his heart and took me on. He was certain that we should be together...after all, we had first dated when I was 17 and he was 19 and he felt we were meant to be together. Always the sentimental, emotional one!

Well, nearly 25 years later here we are. Still together. Of course we have had our issues and problems. I doubt there are many couples who haven't wondered what the heck they are doing together from time to time. We have weathered our storms. We have completely different ideas about just about everything from parenting to holidays, from exercise to cooking. There has been a lot of give and take and a lot of accepting of each others ideas over the years. We still drive each other mad and I'm sure that he does things all the time to deliberately wind me up but we have grown to understand each other very well.

Ours has not always been the most dynamic of marriages and there have been lots of tears and frustration on both sides but are we happy? Yes, I think we are. Do we love each other? Yes, we do. Do I hope that we get to celebrate our golden wedding anniversary just like his Mum and Dad did? Yes I do. I don't think there is much else to say, is there?

Last weekend hubby and I went to the beach hut together. This is most unusual. We both concede that the hut is 'mine' and that I get such pleasure from it that I am very protective of it regarding who goes there without me! As a couple we have visited the hut 3 times now.
Anyway, last Saturday, after I finished work, we went down to Hayling Island and stayed in The Langstone hotel overnight. We had fish and chips in the seafront chippy and then had ice cream and then had cinder toffee. I then, about an hour later, developed terrible stomach ache. No surprise really after seeing what I had consumed. Suffice to say that for about an hour I was unable to stand up straight. I had so much pain that I didn't know what to do with myself. Eventually the spasmodic pain subsided and we had an early night which was great because we both woke up refreshed and ready to go on the Sunday morning.
We ate a hearty breakfast which we were able to enjoy without a hint of the usual hangover that accompanies a night away and set of to the hut.
It was a beautiful sunny morning and so we changed into our swimming gear and went swimming...in the sea....and it was fabulous. Freezing but fabulous. I can't remember the last time that I swam in the sea in the UK but it was a long, long time ago.
As I was attempting to stay afloat I had a fleeting thought of Mum. She used to love sea swimming. I felt that she would have been smiling, looking down at her slightly eccentric eldest daughter doing exactly what she used to do and loving it.

A few pics of our day






We headed home in the afternoon via Stansted Park Sussex which was a place that I had seen signposted often but had never visited. What a find! There was ample free parking, a farm shop, a wonderful tea room/cafe which produced wonderful crab sandwiches and freshly squeezed orange juice which we happy indulged ourselves in.....


There was also a maze and a children's play area and picnic place. All of the entrance to these bits was free. There was a charge to go into the actual house and the house overlooked a cricket pitch which memserised hubby so much that I thought he was going to volunteer to umpire.
My favourite part of the visit was going into the chapel in the grounds. I love going into churches and chapels. I find them so peaceful. This one was no different. Although only small, it had real character and some beautiful stained glass windows. There was a lovely old gentleman there who was a font of knowledge and information on the house and the area and the chapel in particular. I could have talked to him for hours.
If you're ever in the area I highly recommend a visit...and dogs are welcome too which is a bonus.

www.stanstedpark.co.uk


I think that's probably enough for now. I'm sure there is lots else I could be doing instead of sitting here boasting about what I have been doing and how long I have been married!

Hope you are all enjoying the wonderful September sunshine. Long may it last.

Until next time...

A xxx