I really enjoyed my long weekend last week. It was very chilled out and relaxed. My Mum and sister visited and we all had a long boozy lunch and talked and laughed. My sister-in-law and her boyf came round for dinner which was nice and we had a good ol' natter with them. Didn't achieve much Christmas shopping, but I'm happy that a few ideas are now formulating.

The rest of this week has been busy but quite good. I had a good drum lesson, I actually went to the gym, we narrowly lost out in the pub quiz, and I finished season 2 of Alias.

I must admit that I'm finding it hard to stop eating cakes and start going to the gym. Going by the various conversations I have with my work colleagues, it would seem everyone thinks they're fat. Even the size 10s. I overheard one colleague, who is tall and very slim, covet the figure of another tall and slim colleague. There's hardly any difference between them, they're both size 8s. My problem is that I don't think I'm that bad. I guess I'm just deluded! I think of myself as a podgier version of Anna from Chuck:



Yup, definately deluded!! The reality is I now have a BMI of 30.5 which puts me into the obese section.

So you would think that I would be more willing to go to the gym, however, I feel the excuses mounting up in my head already! Christmas shopping is exercise though, right?

Have you seen my mirth?


I have of late—but wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me: no, nor woman neither

But, at least I have a long weekend – woohoo!

We like to rock the party


What a fun weekend! The Hallowe'en party was good with plenty of people in costumes. I've put a few of the photos on Picasa. Kudos goes to Ross in his mankini!! Although, I preferred the scary jester outfit as I didn't need to avert my eyes as often!!

I felt it was important to get into character as nameless ensign and therefore drank synthehol all night. There would never be enough booze to blot out the image of Ross in his mankini anyway.

From 2008 Hallowe'en Party

Then on Sunday we rocked the pub quiz and came away £100 better off. Of course I've since spent my £20 share paying for my works Christmas lunch and I've spent DH's share putting petrol in the car. I don't think he knows about that – sorry dear.

Happy Hallowe’en


Happy Hallowe'en All! (I think there's only about 2 people that read this blog, but linking it to facebook means that my musings\rantings may reach a slightly wider audience so that justifies using the "All" J)

After being ill last week, this week has been fairly busy playing catch up with a small number of things at work and at home. And it feels like I've hardly been at home this week! I was at the spooky class on Monday, had a longer drum lesson on Tuesday, had some downtime and watched In Bruges on Wednesday and then had an early night, meal out and pub quiz on Thursday. There's a demonstration of mediumship tonight, tomorrow there's a Hallowe'en party and on Sunday is the monthly Blue Blazer pub quiz. If DH's costume hasn't arrived today then early tomorrow will be spent trying to create something else. And I have to get a new chest of drawers. Sunday night will definitely be spent snuggling up with DH and cats.

My work is an interesting place. They seem to consult staff on almost everything. When they were interviewing for a new CEO, all staff got little forms on which to write any comments about the candidates and a check box to indicate whether we thought they would be a good choice for the job or not. Lately, there has been a notice on the staff intranet for staff to put forward suggestions for a new door security code number. I think this may be staff consultation gone too far.

Having just had a quick look on the work intranet, it appears we have a policy on blogging and I must put the following disclaimer:

"these are my personal views and not necessarily those of my employer".

Although, I don't remember being consulted about this.