Tapas

Off to the big city on Saturday for lunch and retail therapy with faithful travelling companion. Lunch meant tapas at La Tasca. Just realised that we have been going there for the past 9 years (gosh I feel old...!) anyway I haven't mentioned this on the blog before now so I thought it was about time I mentioned it. We are well and truly La Tasca addicts. The ambience is second to none, and for that hour or two you are transported from the dreary British clouds and rain to the Spanish sunshine, where the party vibe never ends. And why not? I thought I'd post a picture of La Tasca's Patatas Bravas, in my never-ending attempt to get into Blogs of Note (ha ha)

Weight-watching, Spring/Summer 2010: Week 1

It's all good :))

I lost 1 lb after just 5 days of careful eating, drinking water, eating fruit and abstaining from eating rubbish.

So well done me :D anyway it's been pretty difficult of late to get into a dieting/exercise regime due to my sore back/coccyx problem, so I suppose I did alright on my first week of my latest 12-week plan. 11 weeks to go....

Damage limitation twenty-ten

Feeling a bit irritable and argumentative tonight for some reason, I think it may be the stifling heat (yes you heard right) at EuropeCrazy HQ which has worn me down since my return from (cooler) Bratislava. Unfortunately all my horrible sinus problems have returned too :(

And if that's not enough, I stepped on the scales and discovered the full horror of the last eight weeks "Binge for Britain" which followed hot on the heels of "Slim For Sweden". Basically I spent eight weeks off the rails, and now I have to start paying. In sweat :(

So it was off to the garden for another instalment of damage limitation, 2010 style - I wouldn't call it gardening as it doesn't really deserve that term. Hopefully I've shifted an ounce or two today?? I'm not too worried though as I'm setting another realistic and achievable target to aim for - my summer holiday in mid-September, the planning and booking of which will be left to the last possible minute in case the ash cloud makes a comeback.

Anyway despite all of the above it was a good day today, and one particularly nice work-related thing happened, which gave me a much-needed boost.

Back.

Yes I made it to Bratislava.

And now I'm home. And feeling very, very, very tired today even though it wasn't really a tiring holiday.

As usual, there will be a review over at EuropeCrazy, but probably not until this time next week as it's Eurovision week and my attention will be elsewhere, I guess.

Back to work tomorrow :( but it's only a four day week so it shouldn't be too painful.

When will it all end?

Volcanic ash from Iceland is (allegedly) back, there's a risk of airports/British airspace (allegedly) closing over the next 3-4 days.

I'm going on holiday to Bratislava (allegedly) this coming Monday, this of course after the rescheduling of my previous holiday (two weeks ago) due to the threat of volcanic ash. So at the moment I am seriously p****d off at the realistic threat of a possible, proper cancellation. My sympathies are with everyone else who's been through the whole mess.

Being totally philosophical though, it's only a holiday, not a matter of life or death or anything. And at least I got over to Sweden a few weeks ago, for the holiday that really mattered :)))

Bank holiday weekend

Being a creature of habit, tonight would normally be the night before I head off to some European city for a short spring break with faithful travelling companion. Only this year it's not, therefore I can chill out and enjoy the long weekend instead.

After an uncharacteristic burst of energy earlier today, which went on some long-overdue housework stuff, I'm now back into lazy Sunday mode and the best part is, I don't have the "Sunday night feeling".

To whoever invented bank holiday weekends, I say, 'thank you'. Now if we only had some decent weather to go with it, instead of the never-ending clouds and rain we have to put up with :(

Three blogs and a Twitter

Being the mother of three blogs continues to be a challenge. The first-born continues to be barely maintained, which continues to cause me some grief; the middle child continues to be favoured and will be for the foreseeable future; and I'm just using the youngest to vent, and write about rubbish :)

Anyway, 2 May 2010 is my first Twitterversary = one year ago I joined Twitter, at 3.29 pm to be precise. At which time I was unwinding from pre-Düsseldorf preparations and watching the world snooker. So we come full circle. Back then it was red wine, iTunes, snacking, listening to Salem, blogging and tweeting. Nothing changes.

If I'm honest I don't tweet anywhere near my full potential, and just tend to use it for random nonsense and my endless quest for world domination for Salem. Which is a valid enough reason, I guess.

What will transpire over the tweeting-year ahead? Who knows? That's what makes it all so wonderful.