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Half a stone down :)

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HOORAY! Weigh in went really well last night. Although I had lost 6 and a half lbs so far, so I had to get to my half a stone this week, else there’d be hell to pay.

I am now 8lb down. So that’s another 6lb to reach a stone. So obviously, I’m going to do my very best to lose 3lb this week and 3lb the following week and then I’ll be completely awesome.

Obstacles this weekend:

  1. Pub with Mum on Friday – however I have been so good at not drinking in the pub, people are often mistaking me as my sober twin sister, Fern…
  2. Going to London with Jay where we are planning on drinking a lot. However, we are also planning on walking around a fair bit too, so hopefully the good will outweigh the bad and I will be team awesome.

Other news? Well, I’ve been taking better care of my facial skin. This was another of my new year’s resolution, remember? Due to lots of swimming, my skin had become this horrible scaley creature, but to put on lotion before getting in the pool is against the pool plant operators code of pollution. Oh yes, siree. But now I’m not swimming as much and I have time to cleanse, tone and moisturise.

And today, I’m taking my Mum for one of those fabulous fish pedicures. She’s coming to see me at 1pm and we’re going straight there. Hooray!! I’m feeling awesome today.

Twenty. Eleven.

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Sorry, blog fans – I have neglected you for a few weeks!

Let me start by wishing everyone a happy bloody new year!! I hope it’s better than the last one for everyone!

So let’s take you through the past two and a half weeks.

Thursday 23rd December.
My last day at London company. Pretty sad face. It was weird, I didn’t think I’d be as sad as I was. There are some really cool people there and I miss some of them now. It’s weird how you grow attached to people you see for five days a week for seven months. I suppose it’s not at all that weird. I saw those people more than I saw boyfriend in those seven months. That’s right. It was bizarre but lovely; I’d never hugged those people in 7 months, but they all said goodbye and wanted to hug me. I got a card, full of “we’ll miss you” and “Keep in contact”, which was really lovely. Oh, and my leaving present was a Waterstone’s voucher with £175 on it! Bonus! Only downside is I found out (via social networking) that the company are all going on holiday to Las Vegas. HS. I hate you.

Friday 24th December.
Planned my week off, basically. It was nan’s birthday, so after pampering myself with getting my nails done and everything else, popped around to see her. Got pretty drunk on Christmas eve. We opened our presents in mum’s hallway at 3am, after a pretty heavy session in the pub. I woke up with one old Ugg on and one new Ugg on (gift from my brother).

25th until 27th December.
Christmas stuff. Too much turkey.

Nothing else really happened… and then…

Friday 31st December.
Was a COMPLETE nightmare. Boyfriend and I broke up. Reasons don’t matter. I was upset, boyfriend was upset. Not how I wanted to end a really shit year. I wanted to get drunk and forget about 2010, but I was subjected to bed, crying and watching “Along Came Polly”. Six hours after it all happened, I managed to fall asleep. We both woke up at 5am and decided we’re going to try and make it work. I am very happy about this, because I can’t really imagine what life would be like without him. End soppy moment.

Saturday 1st January.
Much make up applied to hide post-crying paleness. We talked more about it and came up with a plan.

Tuesday 4th January.
My new job started! What is it about a new job that makes you so bloody nervous?? It must appeal to you, or you wouldn’t sign the stupid contract anyway! What I love about my new job? Lay in and not much commuting. It takes me 40 minutes to get to work, 20 minutes to get home from work. OH, and I don’t have to work Saturdays anymore! Hooray! I hate new jobs because you always have to ask questions. I know I can’t walk into a job knowing EVERYTHING about it, but I feel so bad, always interrupting someone to ask questions. And in our office, there’s 3 people including me. And one of those people is currently working more teaching hours than administrative hours. So I’m bugging one person for about two thirds of my/her day. That, I don’t like so much. But the job itself is amazing so far.

Thursday 6th January.
I actually got to watch a swimming lesson taking place. Because one of my boss’ husband didn’t turn up with the car, I had to drive her 50 minutes so that she could teach a lesson. It was pretty awesome. After watching, I have more confidence that I can teach babies. I was pretty nervous about pushing a baby under the water, but they don’t cry or anything. In fact, they love it! It’s weird. My course is in a couple of weeks to learn all of this anyways.

Tomorrow, boyfriend and I are off to see Les Miserables in London. I bought it for boyfriend’s Christmas present and he bought me Blink 182 tickets. He doesn’t want to go to the concert – I actually have to find someone who wants to come with me, yikes! – but I’ve never seen Les Miserables before and he’s always banging on about it. We’re going to make it a huge day out, because we kept saying we were going to do stuff like that, but we never did, because I was working.

See? Really making an effort so that things work out. Fingers crossed, eh?

In terms of my resolutions?
- Diet’s going well – I’ve even been for 2 runs!
- I have been nicer to boyfriend despite NYE.
- I haven’t drank any alcohol since Christmas Eve. Yay me!
- Haven’t taken any photos, but I will tomorrow!
- Taking care of my face is proving more difficult than I thought. I just keep forgetting. Will try harder at this resolution.

New Year. Part One.

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I thought I’d start writing this post now. I don’t know how it’s going to turn out, so please do bear with me.

2010 sucked. And actually not just for me. My nan had three relations and one friend die this year, a taxi driver in Plymouth had ten family deaths… However, after several blog posts of sadness, worry, guilt, just to name a few of the millions of emotions I have felt this year, I have decided that 2011 will probably be my year. Reasons for this whole optimism? No one can possibly have two bad years in a row, right?

On reflection, I don’t actually think there was a glimmer of goodness in 2010. Full of insane rows with boyfriend, putting on more weight that I vowed to lose, sucky job, good job turning into sucky job… And of course, the obvious. The two lines that I have imprinted in my brain after this year are from Baz Luhrmann’s “Everybody’s Free (To Wear Sunscreen)” and they go like this:

“Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.”

Family is extremely important, particularly when you have a shitty year. They are the people you can depend on, even though sometimes you feel you can’t turn to them for whatever reason. My family are quite lucky, in that my parents were still together, I get on well with my brother. Other families are not really like that. One family that I can think of is completely split in half, arguing, always out there to prove a point to the other half. I’ve spoken to two children involved in this divide, just general chit chat and both have emphasised that they’re not talking to the other half, even when I didn’t ask (and I don’t really care, because it’s not my business and I’ve never really been a gossiper). In fact, both think that I’ve “forgotten where I’ve come from” because I don’t care about their gossip.

Interesting, eh?

Anyways, those are the lines that are going to (semi) guide my new and fresh year and so time for a fresh and the start of my new years resolutions.

1. LOSE THE WEIGHT. God damnit, you can bloody do it, Franno! Just lose the sodding weight and get skinny. I need to lose about 4 stone to get back to my ideal weight. I shall have to put a picture on here of me, when I was on holiday as a mere 18 year old with the physique that I want again… In fact…

LOOK AT THAT! Although perhaps slightly chavtastic, but I was on holiday, thus it was hot and that is why you wear a cap. To hide the sun from your face. Also, I was swimming like, five times a week. Now I have a job. It’s just an inconvenience. Anyways. Back to losing weight. I think skinny me will make a more confident me. Oh yes, it will. It’s not as if I want tonnes of male attention, because I adore my boyfriend. But some to get him jealous would be nice. And on that note…

2. BE NICER TO YOUR BOYFRIEND. I have been difficult this year. I haven’t meant to be. I didn’t even know I was being difficult at the time. But I was and that’s not really who I was when I met him. Poor guy, he must think I’ve got multiple personalities. He’s not quite family yet, but he might as well be. He went through a lot with me this year and it’s not that I don’t appreciate him enough; it’s more I was concentrating on everyone else.
(Note to boyfriend: Don’t take this as a get out of jail free card and please don’t go on about number one resolution too much. If you do, I go back into my childlike state and just don’t do the things you tell me to do and ultimately eat more. I’m going to try, promise.)

3. DON’T DRINK SO MUCH. I didn’t realise I was until the other day. And I’m starting to forget about the night before due to excessive alcohol consumption. Of course I won’t cut out drinking all together, but only drink on ‘special occasions’, i.e. V festival, gigs… I can have fun without alcohol! And I will prove it. Plus, this also coincides with number one, because less alcohol might mean losing more weight. Maybe.

4. TAKE MORE PHOTOS. I would bloody love to know what I actually did last year… I have a terrible memory (even without alcohol!) and can’t remember much of anything. This, of course, is not helped by the fact that I don’t take enough photos of anything. I think, the only time I’ve taken photos this year are the following:
a) new hair cut
b) Plymouth
c) when Mum first bought the puppies
That’s about it. I haven’t taken any of the snow. Any of any other nights out that I’ve had. And I always have my sodding camera on me, so there’s really no bloody excuse!! And something that will encourage me to take more photos…

5. TAKE CARE OF YOUR FACE. Sounds a bit of a weird one, right? And I think probs diet and exercise will help this one. BUT I am a NIGHTMARE for sleeping with make up on. I need to learn to cleanse, tone and moisturise my face. That’s right. I’m starting this one from tonight! Yus, I am!

That’s all I can think of so far. But five’s a good start, right? Most people only have the one.