(Suddenly 30). With two weeks to go now until the big three-o, I've started to get a little worried about the strength of my resolve. For one, six weeks ago I was dead set determined to loose ten kilograms and kick Zumba's ass. And two, I was going to get a swimming pool to show off my new bikini body.
I haven't lost ten kilograms , I've gained two and half. I haven't been to Zumba because for some reason, every Friday night in Cairns for the last six weeks it has rained! And, as for the swimming pool - no need. It has been raining so much that my backyard is now an Olympic size swimming pool.
I guess you have to be careful what you wish for.
So, in light of the fact that my thighs are still clearly plotting against me and my lazy ass is too afraid to catch the sniffles because of a bit of rain, I've decided to make more achievable goals for the next fortnight.
1. I will not cry my eyes out on April 2nd. I still have ten years before I'm forty anything.
2. I will go back on my diet and stop folding to supermarket pressure and eating hot cross buns three weeks before Easter.
3. I will not buy chocolate. I will not let my husband buy me chocolate even when it's PMS time and I'm screaming at him for it.
4. I will get a tattoo, or at the very least, design one with good intentions of it someday marking my pasty white flesh.
5. I will drink less soda. It is not part of the healthy food groups no matter how much I keep trying to convince myself that 'sugar free' means 'good for you'.
6. I will get a haircut. I am not Rapunzel.
7. I will stop biting my fingernails ... for real this time.
8. I will try to read at least one book per week.
9. I will stop getting pissy about my lack of time. After all, I've had thirty years of scheduling practice, you'd think I'd have the time management thing licked by now.
10. I will probably forget about all these goals but nevertheless will honor the intent behind them.
So that's my round up for turning thirty. I should probably have thrown in world peace, kindness towards others and my favourite - perform a miracle. But, since I already have my minions working on all three of the above, I can concentrate on the baby steps and a side order of world domination.
Alas, I will let you know if the world ends on April 2nd. I will tell you if the wrinkles take over and devour my face, or if my weak knees deiced to make me bust any unnecessary moves. I will cry out in anguish if I end up with a fringe after my haircut, and I will pray for absolution if the chocolate fetish wins out.
Have a good one,
Saturday, 24 March 2012
Friday, 23 March 2012
Happy Friday everyone!
Yes, it’s that time of week again where bloggers unite to participate in the Follow Friday venture. The idea behind #FF is to promote traffic to your own blog, make new friends with other like-minded bloggers and discuss new and interesting topics each week.
Participating is simple. First you need to follow my blog because I’m totally awesome, then you can follow me on Twitter @kristyberridge (actually you don’t have to do this, it’s wishful thinking), but do follow my blog or assassins will get you …
Then you must follow our illustrious hosts Rachel of http://www.parajunkee.com/ and Alison of http://www.alisoncanread.com/ If you want more details on how to enter your own blog in the follow and hop, all directions are on their webpagesNow, once you’ve followed, check out my answer to this week’s questions and don’t forget to leave a comment so I can do the right thing and follow you back!
This Week's Question: What is the longest book you've read? What are your favourite 600+ page reads?
Answer: The longest book I have ever read was 'The Power of One' by Bryce Courtenay, followed by 'Tandia', the continuation of this book. These were the first two books that I've ever really read outside of my favourite genre - supernatural fiction.
Honestly, I fell in love with this story, crying my eyes out when I reached the climax of Tandia and knowing the characters so thoroughly that I could almost picture them as real people. Bryce Courtenay painted such a vivid picture with his words that I found myself enraptured by this story that follows the life of one seriously amazing child into adulthood. The suffering, the success, the anguish and the pride were on every page. I will NEVER forget these books.
Anyway, I love big books! It keeps the story going and going and it means I don't have to say goodbye to such a good page turner too soon!
Happy Friday Everyone!
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
The Hunted is also available for Kindle now!