I did nothing but review & comment on documents since Monday! I barely managed to work on my actual deliverable (a traceability matrix). True the files I’m reading are not even thick but I find it really hard to “read & understand” because my sinuses are so blocked, I feel so lightheaded. Sometimes I feel like passing out. It’s taking me twice as long to get anything done, except for blogging.

I hope this doesn’t continue for too long. I need my wits in order to function properly. I’m sorely tempted to take my work home just to get moving as I know I’ll be swamped soon.

I took Pining’s advice to heart & have started on a no dairy diet. I now drink my tea black, no milk, no sugar. Sugar is not dairy I know but it’s less calorie intake as I plan to copy Melissa’s South Beach Diet. I also checked the net for more food related allergies & found that I should stay clear of food additives, too, as they inhibit the anti-histamines from working. It looks like I’m going to work harder to beat this Hay Fever season (2007 is set to be the worse on record).

Just as well I follow the above list, I’ll end up healthier & fit enough to run for a bus without wheezing. The thing is hubby bought some freshly-made siopao last night & I gave in & ate one for breakfast this morning. South Beach says no carbs for 2-weeks. I told myself it’s my last f*ck before the final goodbye. I plan on disposing of the sweets & other tempting goodies by giving them away to neighbourhood kids. Then hubby reminded me that I should not stop baking & cooking for them. Ah the horrors. I need He-Man strength & resolved.

Two things went very wrong today which marred the beauty of Friday.

While waiting for my train in our car, I told hubby that his auntie seems to think we’re the same dress size. Albeit we have the same problem that is we’ve gained weight we’re unable to shift. Of course I didn’t say outright I’m offended, do I have to? Instead I asked hubby pointedly

So what does my hubby do? He stayed quiet for a good minute when I was eagerly waiting. I turned to him & saw his face was contorted in DEEP thought. Finally I said “well??” And the cat jumped out of the bag & scratched me in the face. He said he doesn’t think his auntie is fat. And like a “get out clause” in a contract, he said he cannot clearly picture our bodies side-by-side. That perhaps we ought to weight ourselves & see. I said my weight has been 60Kgs & hasn’t changed for the last 6 years (pregnancy and all). I said what we need is BMI which is more accurate (or even Volume Mass Index which they say now is better). To which he said “yes” perhaps hoping his nightmare is over. But I insisted wanting to hear salvation from his mouth. So he sallied forth with such gusto & told me that actually my thighs look bigger & that my upper arms (which I’m SSOOO sensitive about) are also bigger than this woman who happen to be his bloody relation.

What the heck am I going to say? I said “hell no!” I refuse to believe that her auntie can even fit her calf into the trousers I’m wearing today. Then I moved to get out & told him my train’s coming. ABA! After his declaration he was expecting me to give him a goodbye kiss?? EGAD! MEN!

Of course I’ve asked for it, it’s my fault & I shouldn’t blame him… but I’m petty okay?! And I haven’t completely forgiven him for what he did the other day… TSE!

Now on the train my reminder went off. It’s my niece’s birthday which means it’s our wedding anniversary today!!! OMG! How could I have forgotten? And how come I have no reminder for that? And why did HE forget? Uy another ammunition for me later. But the thing is he’s on shift tonight and will not be home until I’m snoring loudly. It will have to wait tomorrow, oh wait he will be off to work very early. Sunday then…

Who cares?! The point is I forgot, too. Scary.

It’s my second onscreen session with Billy Blanks (http://www.billyblanks.com/) and I am now feeling the effects. The first day, ang yabang ko, hubby was expecting me to scream in pain the following morning, I said I did my warm up and cooldown properly. !@&*! eto na, second day of session and I’m walking like John Wayne.

My thighs ache, my hamstrings are in agony and my entire back muscles are screaming in pain, which forces me to sit/walk up straight.

I am hoping that my third session tonite will cure all these. Sana. Or perhaps magnify them or introduce new ones, or… nah. It can only get better. I already feel great. I need to trim down and I kept several pairs of trousers I want to start using again without feeling like a bursting sausage. And I also want to stop cringing when I see my belly in the mirror.

My tummy turned into a ten-wheeler’s rubber tire like a thief in the night. I was thanking my lucky stars yesterday that I got upset last week & turned into an online shopping maniac. I spent nearly £200 on Next and on Doroth Perkins outfits and Amazon for my soul and entertainment. In that moment of madness I was stsill aware of my credit limit and I wanted to maximum number of clothes for my meager allowance, so I stayed away from Topshop and Zara.

Then I realised I needed some accessories so last friday I went to Monsoon/Accesorize and bought a nice slouch bag and some fashion jewelries. My total spending if you calculate is at £300 (30K PHP)… And if you count my shoe shopping trip two weeks ago in Clarks & in-store shopping at Next, too… O sige mukha akong galit sa pera!

Don’t get me wrong, I very rarely update my wardrobe, emphasis on the VERY. Normally I reserve my shopping escapade to once a year, that is when we visit Pinas. I cannot wait that long, mukha na akong matrona with the bloated tummy and swollen neck-area. At least I can feel good about myself not looking like a 10-seasons ago Betty. In my new job I’m surrounded (not by fashionistas) but business people, so even if I work in the Technology (where most people are in tees) I prefer to look presentable like I used to when I was single.

I have also started dabbing on make-up. The only thing I really don’t like is wearing foundation and I’ve never tried concealers, so my daily makeup really is just a set of eyeshadow, blusher and lippie. I know, ang nipis pero at least may effort na ko.

I’m not finished yet. I still want to do more shopping pero na-max out ko na ang card ko so I have to wait for a few weeks, maybe months. I am eyeing a gorgeous pair of kitten heels shoes and I also need new coats/jackets as the ones I’m using are at least 4 years old! O kitam, di naman ako kasi magastos. Actually I was hoping na heavy jacket na lang ang bibilin ko kasi may nabili ako last December na cheap spring jacket. Kaya lang nadale ng tita namin sa washing machine so kasya na lang sya sa mga teenagers.

I started picking up my taebo, don’t be fooled, I started just last night & I plan to do the Basic Workout every night. I will measure my body tonight, I forgot last night as I was too busy trimming the bushes above my eye.

I want to get this exercise machine called iJoyRide. There are so many testimonials on how effective it is & can easily be used for 15 mins with effective result daw. The catch? It’s nearly £450! So sabi ni hubby bakit di na lang ibang machine ang bilhin ko? The thing is I’m really enthused about this product & when I’m psyched I know I will not let it rot in the shed. However if he buys me something else, in other words, nakialam sya, tse!

So I plan to save up on the remaining things I want to buy as well as the iJoyRide. Nagbabaon na nga ako sa office para di na ko bibili ng lunch (I’m just looking for recipes to add variety to my meal, medyo limited dahil di kami allowed ng microwave). So hopefully by my birthday in June, I can buy myself that big gift. And double wish ko ay sana by that time, I’m healthier & doesn’t tire easily anymore courtesy of taebo. I would like to wish na sana I’m slimmer din who knows, afterall I’m cutting back on my rice & dinner.

Last night, I was trying on the clothes I bought online last weekend. My son was watching me very intently because I was parading back and forth our mirror and he’s so excited by colourful parcels I keep throwing on the bed.

When I tried on a monochrome tunic, his face lit up. I asked him if it was nice and he said “yeah”. Sa isip isip ko siguro nase-seksihan sa mummy nya. Then I stripped and tried on a cropped denim. He suddenly said “bigger”, confused I asked my 2-year old what he said and again he said “bigger”… Now ewan ko kung ano ibig nyang sabihin or nakakabasa ng isip ang anak ko pero I can only imagine him thinking “her bum looks bigger in this”…

This morning, I took my fave jeans out of the hanger. I haven’t used this pair for 3 weeks, lo and behold OMG I can hardly close the button & zip up!!! And I thought cutting out the rice at night was enough to at least not gain anymore. Yun pala tama ang anak ko “bigger” nga.

I whipped out the measuring tape which I haven’t used on my body for at least 2 years. I checked my waist, I checked several times. It was 32, well 31 if I suck in the fats hanging around. Then I measured my hips, wow 36, I can’t help but laugh. I still remember when I was 16 y/o my waist was just 24in. When I went home (Pinas) last April, my waist was just 28in, that’s when I bought my nice pair of jeans.

Anyway, I am squeezed into this pair of jeans. I will be all day and night if I don’t manage to take it off.