Hehe, no, not in that way!!
On Thursday night I went on the toning tables for the first time ever. I'd never ever seen them, didn't know what they did so was a bit nervy. What a nerd. They were fantastic!
I hate going to the gym as I have a dodgy knee, and I hate getting all sweaty, I start off with good intentions, but then it just turns into such a chore. I am dying to get rid of my flabby tummy which is now ultra revolting, especially since having my Caesarian with Joe. I figure with this and a good diet, I'll be rid of it soon enough or at least it certainly won't be as bad. I'm going there with Dawn, my next door neighbour (who I'll be going to the Rovers with next year), she's barmy and can drink me under the table!
The tables have moving parts, and each table moves a different part of your body to tone up the different muscle groups in your body. We all made the joke that it's exercise for slobs, but you do have to work with the tables or it won't work. This was a free introductory session so I just had 4 minutes on each table, but when I go this Thursday I'll have 8 minutes on each!!! After I finished on the tables, I was weighed and measured, then I popped on the treadmill for quarter of an hour. Each time I go I'll be measured so I can see the results, so I'll record them here. I'm also back on the Food Doctor diet (I keep saying that don't I) but with going to the tables, and being weighed and measured every week, it will give me the incentive to keep at it.
Wish me luck guys, it'll be a hell of a journey - but hey, I've got nothing to lose (apart from a few stone and a pilsbury dough belly that is!)
Show us the one thing that unfailingly makes you smile, no matter what.
Submitted by Sourire.
A lot of people don't see the appeal to Peter Kay but because he is from Bolton, which is literally just up the road from us, I can really relate to loads of his stuff, especially the material from his 'Mum Wants A Bungalow Tour'. My Nanna even used to have emergency chairs, then after tea we used to watch Bullseye, then I used to try to tape the top 40, trying to press pause so I missed the talking inbetween records!!!!
What are some charitable causes that you support or would like to support?
There are 2 main charities I donate to at the moment, the first is St Catherines Hospice in Preston, Lancashire, where my Nanna passed away in Dec '05. It costs £3m a year to run the hospice and only a third of this is from the NHS. The other 2 thirds are from donations, be it corporate or through sponsored events, donations, legacies etc. I have a Justgiving page here.
The second is the CdLS Foundation UK. A page was set up, again on Justgiving by the lovely Jodi to raise funds for them, which, as you can see has had a fantastic response. You can donate to CdLS by clicking here. The reason why we like to donate to this charity is that Kelly's son, Sonny was diagnosed with in shortly after his birth so we like to do what we can to support this charity to raise awareness of the syndrome and help people with CdLS and their families.
A few of you asked a while back to see pics of cards that I have made. These 2 are my most recent, and I am quite chuffed with them!
I can make them to order, if anyone would like one. They will cost £3 (£1 of which will go the CdLS Foundation), and come wrapped in its own cellophane bag. If you would like one, please send me a private message, or IM, and leave the rest to me!!
On 22nd April 1992, me and a few mates headed off to our local nightclub, Peppermint Place, to see a new group - a lot of up and coming artists used to perform there, N-Trance started off in Blackburn you know! We got to the front of the crowd and the lads walked onto the stage dressed in very dodgy looking costumes. They were fairly fit we reckoned - except the nerdy pasty looking one with the blonde hair. After the 'performance' - which was cheesy to say the least, they were doing an autograph session from behind the bar. We wandered over and I managed to get all but one. One of the band was so short he had to stand on the ledge behind the bar so he could lean over and kiss the girls (including me). I managed to get four out of five autographs and kisses.
Anyway, I managed to find a video of said group on YouTube, so here it is...
Can you guess which autograph I missed out on?
Following on from the bullying saga that seemed to come to a head in the Christmas Term at Jade's school, the school have decided to expel B. They had drafted in an extra support teacher to work with him on a full time one to one basis but even this didn't stop him doing things such as twisting Jade's arm up her back. They are trying to get him in at a special needs school now, so hopefully they will be able to help him.
Whilst I am angry with him for all that he has done to Jade, I do feel sorry for him because I know that he has a crap home life. I just hope that his new school can give him and his family the help and support that he needs. When I found out this morning, I breathed such a sigh of relief, that sounds awful I know but I know that Jade's going to have a good day at school because she won't be worried about being hurt again.
On a lighter note, Jade and I are off to 'Easter Bingo' tonight at the school, she's so excited, so am I really, I inherited the bingo bug off my Nanna, bless her, so I'll have my dobber at the ready!
Audio: Share a great duet.
I'm not a fan of duets normally, all sickly sweet songs spring to mind, including vomit inducing saccharin sweet ballads from Peter Andre and Katie 'Jordan' Price.
This is the first one that sprung to mind that was a big favourite of mine in the 1990's. Ladies and Gentleman, I give you DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince with Summertime.
Just got this off my weekly Moneysaving Expert email...
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Go on... you know you want to :o)
What's the story behind a time when you got locked out?
Haha this happened to me just on Monday!! We have a poxy gas meter at home just outside the front door. I put some credit on the card on Monday, put it in the meter, and for some reason the boiler wouldn't work. I rang the number on the card, and the lady talked me through how to get the meter working. While I was on the phone to her I heard the front door click, Joe had locked me out. Luckily, John was in. Unfortunately for me, he was on the lav, one of those visits that involves a bloody good book (grrr - I hate that habit of his), so I was shouting through the letterbox to Joe to turn the key back round which he couldn't do. Then I was telling him to get Daddy, but he just kept saying 'Daddy upstairs'. Aaaarggghhh!!! We have an intercom thingy on our home phones which luckily I still had with me outside, so I had to keep ringing him. 5 fucking freezing minutes later, I could hear John coming downstairs asking Joe where Mummy is. Needless to say since then, keys are now taken out of the door and out of Joe's reach!

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