Lazy Bones

Why hello lovelies! How art thou all today?

Praise your deity-of-choice for Erin’s latest post! It has made me feel so much more sane for feeling insane about this fat busting stuff lately. It’s not that I am doing badly, it’s sometimes you just get bloody sick of thinking about fat and plotting how to banish your fat and talking and writing about your fat. Sometimes it’s boring. There, I said it.

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I’ve had a flurry of correspondence lately in which people have questioned my mental health, so I thought I’d best clear that up! I need a disclaimer on this site that blog entries are just brief snapshots of time, capturing a fleeting thought or mood. They’re not the entire sum of a person. Most times when I write a cranky entry I’ll switch off the computer and forget all about it, then go frolick through the nearest meadow. But sometimes people take things quite literally and send me alarmed emails, so let me reassure that I am not depressed; I’m altogether mentally balanced and happy πŸ™‚

Also, on Monday when I mentioned I was back in Scotland and it was dark outside, I was just pointing out the contrast as only hours earlier I was getting sunburn in Spain. I probably shouldn’t have used the words "post-holiday blues", but everyone gets those, don’t they? A few days of nothing but sightseeing and sitting on your arse under a blue sky, then returning to the hohum of work and an unclean bathroom always brings on a brief case of the blahs.

I also better clarify the first paragraph of this entry where I used the word "insane". I mean a gentle, non-descript kind of insanity, not Call The Authorities crazy.

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Today I turn 29. Holy crap!

SHAUNA: My twenties have been entirely about my fat! How rubbish is that!? I spent the first half busily working my way to morbid obesity, and the second half trying to come back down again!

GARETH: Well it’s not all been about the fat. You’ve done some other stuff too.

S: Like what?

G: Like moving overseas. And meeting me!

S: Hmmm. I spose so.

Mwahahaha πŸ™‚

For the final year of my twenties I resolve to make better use of my time and be less lazy. Like not only shaving my right leg because that’s the only one the physiotherapist is going to be looking at, as I did yesterday morning. That’s shockingly lazy, and most unsettling for poor Gareth.

46 thoughts on “Lazy Bones

  1. Happy Birthday!

    I’m extremely amused by the half-shave! I did the same thing yesterday before I went to the gym; I only shaved up to the bottom of my capri, work-out pants. Lazy indeed!

    Have a great day!

  2. HAHAHAHA I hear ya on that. I’ve been known to shave just the bottom half of my calves, because that’s all that stuck out from the 3/4 pants.

  3. Happy B-day D-girl! πŸ™‚ I prefer to think of the focus on weight loss (and/or gain) as a way of identifying a central organizing issue for one’s life. Sure it’s not as swell as curing cancer, but it gives structure to one’s days and prevents one’s thoughts from wandering off.

  4. Happy bloody birthday, Shauna-who-also-knows-adverts-from-Midstate-television-689 (with you all the time…). May you have nothing short of a brilliant last leg into the dirty thirties (unfortunately so long ago for me! Heh!). πŸ˜€

  5. Hope your day is filled with presents, cake (but not too much), lots and lots of special attention and presents. Oh, did I say that already?

    29 *sigh* I remember 29….

  6. Happy birthday!!! I seem to remember similar leg shaving tactics when I had physio for my ankle… (and I didn’t need to go far up the one leg I did shave to make it even lazier!)

  7. Hey the thirties are the new twenties so they say which means you can do all the other stuff for the next 11 years!

    I’m surprised Gareth didn’t thump you for saying that πŸ™‚

  8. Many happy returns!

    Nothing wrong with a good vent, I think. I’d agree that everyone gets post-holiday blues, unless they hated the whole thing, and then what was the point of going?

    I can relate to the, um, timesaving. My legs have not seen the light of day since about July (and even then only below the knee) so it does feel rather a waste of time to beautify them…

  9. Hippo birdy 2 ewe!

    You’ve had a fascinating twenties. You have a great sense of adventure and your weight couldn’t hold that back. You never let your size, whatever size you are, be the sum total of you. That’s why your blog is so readable.

  10. Hey Shauna Happy Birthday to you!

    Its my birthday 2nd November and I am turning 39, so I will resolve with you to make better use of my time and not be lazy too. I havent shaved my legs for six weeks as its been a bit cold so have been wearing long pants, so I promise I will fix that straight away so that I can start my 39th year on the right footing πŸ˜‰ After all life begins at 40 and I want to be ready for it.

  11. Oh damn, you just reminded me! Physio appointment at 7.30am tomorrow and my legs are a forest. Best run upstairs and savage them with the ‘pullthehairoutbytheroots’ machine!

  12. Happy Happy Happy! Welcome to your 29th year. It is loads of fun and one to be remembered. I am so happy at 29 that I think i’ll skip 30 πŸ™‚
    Erm, I think you should probably shave that other leg. People might start questioning your sanity again! πŸ˜‰

  13. Happy Birthday! I cried all day the year I turned 29… I found that at 18 I had BIG dreams and by 29 I was looking back at all that I wasn’t (No, I had not managed to become a jet setting diplomat…hmph)
    It gets better and G is right – look at all you have done and where you are now. —–You could have been the proud owner of 18 orange cats instead!

    PS – Is it true that they deep fry pizza in Scotland?

  14. Hey, happy birthday Shauny! (Belatedly). I did not know that you and Momo are like almost birthday twins, you little Scorpion vixens, you.

    Well, at least you aren’t getting *mid* holiday blues like I appear to be – that’s when you know you are really loco.

    And no matter how lame you think your fat-orientated journey through your 20s has been at least you have made the last half count! Unlike *someone* I know who has put on most of her weight after 25.

    You’ve done heaps of amazing stuff, and there’d be a lot of people out there (even skinny ones) who haven’t even had half of the adventures as you have had in their 20s. And after all, why would so many people be following your pussycat and dietgirl adventures if you weren’t making it interesting? Nothing rubbish about that!

  15. Hahahha.. I am totally with you on the shaving one leg thing… LOL

    Congrats on turning 29..I am right behind you… its amazing how fast life really goes by.

    Well.. have an ‘insanely’ good time today and Happy Bday.

  16. I’ve been known to just iron the bit of my shirt you can see when I’m wearing a jumper (you know, the collar, and the bit around it). Is that more or less lazy than just shaving one leg? (An idea of great genius, you shouldn’t give me ideads).

    Happy Birthday!

  17. Happy belated Shauna!
    I hope you had a great day. I am turning 30 in a few months…and I really want to make my 30’s more productive than my 20’s, so I totally get what you are saying :).


  18. Happy Birthday! I’ve been lurking around for quite a bit and find you to be one of the most inspiring people around! I hope you had a fantastic one, and you should be MORE than proud of all that you’ve done!

  19. Yes, happy 29th Shauna…when I was 29 I was 2 months off meeting my now fiance, and I think I smelt adventure in the air. YOu have to make it up to G with that comment -slacker! LOL! As for Lynne’s question about deep frying PIZZA in Scotland – Lynne, I used to live ABOVE a chippie that participated in such activities. They got a frozen pizza, dipped it in batter and chucked it in the fryer. The slappers on their hen’s nights linned up 10 deep for it.

  20. thanks guys, yer very kind! πŸ™‚

    We do have deep-fried pizzas indeed, Lynne! The most common incarnation is just an el cheapo pizza unceremoniously dropped straight into the oil, i thought batter would be involved but it’s not usually. and you can get chips on the side and that makes it a Pizza Supper.

  21. Happy Birthday to you
    Happy Birthday to you
    Happy Birthday dear DG
    Happy Birthday to you

    Years ago a 30-something Japanese flatmate of mine told my flatmate Claire who was about to turn thirty (picture Japanese accent here): “Golden years, Claire, thirties are your golden years”

    As a 20-something whippersnapper at the time I wondered what she meant but I’ve hit my mid-30s and I can definitely say she was right – definitely my golden years. You seem set up for some good ones and you’ve still got a year to go.

  22. ooh i do like the sound of golden years, cal πŸ™‚ will have to remember that one!

    okay i really should get off the couch and face the day. tis almost 11am after all!

  23. The PIZZA thing — just can’t get my head around it! Thanks for educating me!! My hubby is dying to get out the fryer and give it a try… I can’t venture a guess at how many ww points that would be????? I am staying FAR FAR AWAY!!

  24. I’m so sorry to be negative and pedantic, but “thou” is singular! This doesn’t mean that I don’t think you’re great in every other way.

  25. Hahah I cracked up so much because I can soooo relate to the leg shaving and what I’ve done in my 20s!

    You’re so awesome and Happy Birthday! Enjoy that final year in the 20s… I hear the 30s are even better heh.

  26. that’s because i see you guys as singular isabelle… like one huge godly being. i bow down to you all πŸ˜‰

    btw, thanks for the comments luvvies. always appreciated!

  27. Happy BD, DG! The 30s are soooo much better than the 20s. And the 40s (so far) even better than the 30s. There’s nowhere to go but up, girlie! Enjoy your day!

  28. At least you shaved your right leg. That’s something. πŸ™‚ Happy belated birthday from me, also! May your thirties be all about babies and booze! Or maybe that’s just me.

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