Talk About Cheesecake

Musings, meanderings and meditation for my mind.


I think I finally did it!

I think I finally did it. I do believe I have accomplished challenge number 1 of the New Year. I have finally eaten all of the leftovers.

Yes, it was tough. It has been a struggle to reach the end but I stuck at it. I have to thank my family for their support and even friends for the help they gave at difficult moments.

The turkey was made into pie – we finished that first. The ham became sandwiches. The carcass added to the stock. That in turn created soup, which was a handy place for adding the small remnants of cream and cranberry sauce. Mr G ate the apple pie (it’s his duty, after all). The kids cleared out the chocolates and the dog ate the last of the bubble and squeak (there was definite squeaking from somewhere after all those sprouts).

I have just troughed  daintily dissected the final piece of the rum truffle torte. The decorations came down yesterday and the New Year hangover was beaten into submission last night after putting up a good fight most of the day. That last piece of torte signified the end of the festive period. That is that. All done.


Now, what ever shall we have for dinner tomorrow. I have a sudden craving for vegetables.


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A bit here, a bit there.

Looks like I have been very neglectful. There I was, full of good intentions to write this blog and keep it going, yet within weeks I have wandered off and been distracted.

It’s a busy time – we thrust our way through Christmas, partied, celebrated, indulged and imbibed. We spent a fortune and gained weight. New Year came at us and passed by in a haze of good will. And here we are, here it is, January.

It’s the start of a new year, it should be a time of positivity and forward thinking. We make deals with ourselves to be better, improve ourselves and our lives. And then, by week two or three, the majority of us have failed.

Well – I have promised myself I will get back on track with my diet – and I am struggling. I have promised myself I will do my coursework – and I am failing to push myself to do it. I intended to update this blog weekly – and, well, enough said. Luckily, I didn’t make too many promises, since there is only so much I can *not* do in any one month.

On the other hand, let’s consider the accomplishments. I have been looking for a new job, I have at least started my course, albeit slower than I intended, I have almost singlehandedly planned a wedding, honeymoon and hen night (hey, who am I kidding – it was completely singlehandedly), I have managed our home and cuddled the kids.

You know what – I think it’s all just coming along nicely.