Sonu Singh is Three!

It’s that darling furbaby’s birthday today!

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Look at him! From the day we brought him home, and over the last 3 years!

It is always a day that we celebrate, and today was no different, with his present, a new teaser stick.

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And a lovely hat from me… sorry, couldn’t resist!

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Look how happy he looks!!!

He had a celebratory meal…

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And tried very hard to eat my dinner too!

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But all in all, a lovely day for our kitty!

(It’s a shame he had to share it with a certain Trump persona being inaugurated as the new US President! Lil Princess informed me that Sonu was not pleased!)

We love you, Sonu Singh!

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Featured on Nandos UK Instagram Feed!

How cool is this!

I posted a pic on Instagram a few weeks ago, of my Nandos meal, and they contacted me to ask if I’d mind them sharing the image, with full credit to me!

I was very chuffed! Here it is on @nandosuk !

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For more foodie pics, you can follow me on Instagram too!

@phantom_giggler

Ritu’s Healthy Living – Week 24 #icandothis

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Another week, another bunch of wonderful meals… and some exercise!

I have had some naughty things,

I have had some extra healthy things…

And I discovered baked oats! Ooooh! So good!

Simple recipe

40g plain oats
Half a Muller light vanilla yoghurt
1 teaspoon sweetener
1 small egg

  • Mix together
  • Bake at 180 C for 30 mins.
  • Enjoy

You can bake fruit in it too but that adds syn values to it as the fruit is cooked (an SW thing!) so I just ate it separately. And for one of them, I added chocolate chips too which made it rather sumptuous!

And I attempted my first Bhangra class too this week!

I am by no means a beginner to Bhangra. I have been dancing pretty much since I started to walk (though if you ask my mum, she’d say I started in her tummy!). But whatever I have learned has come from observation, practice and a natural rhythm inherited from my Pops!

But this class was a ladies beginners class, and at the same time as the kids’ Dhol drum lesson. It was convenient, and one of the other mums wanted to go too. I went, all dressed in my fitness gear, and sports bra (a must for the more generously chested of us. Bhangra involves a LOT of jumping!) and it waws 45 minutes of great fun, breathlessness, and realising I really needed to get fit! We were learning a routine, and remembering the moves in the correct order was hard enough!

True bhangra has never been touted as a ladies dance in the Punjab. At functions, we would probably do a more sedate version. The real ladies dancing is called giddha, which I also do, which has song rhymes that you dance too. Nowadays, however, you have more female bhangra teams and they use more or less the same moves as the men. It is very energetic, and some would say not that ladylike!

I survived it, though, and was told my body moves naturally to the beat (as I said, it’s in the blood!) so I hope to try it again next week. At least I will be managing one physical activity a week! (This class was on Wednesday evening… I am still aching!)

And on to the important announcement…

This week…

I lost another 1lb!

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That makes 22.5lb down since I started Slimming World, and 27.5lb in total on this journey…That leaves 0.5lb to go until I hit my 2 stone loss!

I have not been this weight since university I think!

I am so proud of myself!

And I am off to finish my chicken and chips… not diet at all, for my dinner now! See, now I have that control in place, I can still eat naughtily, and make up for it in the week!

Until next week my dear peeps!

#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – Jan. 20th/17 – Transcendent /#WRITESPIRATION #99 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 3

Combining two prompts together again today because, well, I can!

Day 20 of Linda’s #JusJoJan challenge with the prompt below;

The Just Jot It January 20th prompt, brought to you by Deborah of the blog, Notes Tied on the Sagebrush, is: “Transcendent.” Use it any way you’re inspired to. And make sure you stop by and say hi to Deborah as well! Here’s her blog: https://notestiedonthesagebrush.com/ .

And week 3 of Sacha’s new, improved #writespiration prompts.

SO, your challenge if you choose to accept it, is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.

This weeks theme:

Lost Things

 

Certain things, once lost, can never be ‘found’ again.
She learned that the hard way.
Famous once for her transcendent beauty, she had it all.
Then that damn thing called ‘Age’ happened.
No amount of surgery helped.
If anything, each treatment seemed to bury her looks further.
Who said beauty is ageless?

Lantern #writephoto

Sue’s #writephoto prompt this week.

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In the darkness, all seemed hopeless. What was I supposed to do?

I’d done what I had seen done in countless films, gone to the confessional in the church.

I’m not a church-goer. I don’t know whether it would help me, but they always seem so relieved in the movies, like a weight lifted off their shoulders, then something miraculous usually happens and all is right again.

But nothing did happen initially. I came out, after pouring it all out to whoever was behind that curtain, still feeling full of guilt.

Sitting in a pew, I looked up at the cross ahead of me.

The night was drawing in fast, the setting sun casting long shadows across the whole of the church.

I closed my eyes. I wanted to cry. Maybe I just needed to shut my eyes forever.

That’s one way the guilt would go.

I opened my eyes again.

The whole church was shrouded in darkness.

How long had my eyes been shut?

Suddenly, a light shone in from outside.

Looking up, I saw a lantern illuminating the church with a dull glow.

Then I looked back at the cross.

I don’t know why but something lifted from my shoulders.

Maybe things actually would be ok…

 

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