<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:43:57.102+10:00</updated><category term='Quotes'/><category term='General'/><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Weight loss 2 - The Meltdown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-8335796107903579616</id><published>2007-05-05T17:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:25:29.285+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>See my new blog at &lt;a href="http://www.blogmark3.blogspot.com"&gt;www.blogmark3.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-8335796107903579616?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/8335796107903579616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=8335796107903579616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8335796107903579616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8335796107903579616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-7324481346907163914</id><published>2007-01-08T16:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:49:58.875+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning.</title><content type='html'>I've started a new blog. I won't be using this one anymore. If you want the new blog address to keep up with my 'goings on' please email me.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone out there in blog land. I hope your dreams come true this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit&lt;/strong&gt;:  A few people have emailed me or left messages but I don't know who you are. Either you have a nickname that you're not using when you message me or you're a lurker.  Please leave me your blog address and I will contact you with the new details.  I apologise if you're a regular and I just don't recognise your email address.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-7324481346907163914?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/7324481346907163914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=7324481346907163914&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7324481346907163914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7324481346907163914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning.'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-1004538681263083337</id><published>2007-01-02T08:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:04:58.294+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmFYwENgKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AcCEhdIJ1Tw/s1600-h/RIMG2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015186320319676578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmFYwENgKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AcCEhdIJ1Tw/s400/RIMG2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I looked like when I went out on New Years Eve. Not too bad for an old fat chick eh? Just wanted to say Happy New Year to you all. We're off on our mini break now (how Bridget Jonesey!!). I'll be back next week to "normal life" (whatever that is) and i'll be starting my new blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone for your support and lovely comments this year, I really appreciate everything you guys in blog land have done for me. I hope you all have a fabulous year and achieve your dreams and hopes for 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-1004538681263083337?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/1004538681263083337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=1004538681263083337&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1004538681263083337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1004538681263083337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year everyone'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmFYwENgKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AcCEhdIJ1Tw/s72-c/RIMG2392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-275763291706345923</id><published>2006-12-30T19:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:11:54.463+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushroom strata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZYk1r-w-mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3gyxTJanzXc/s1600-h/RIMG2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014235739881273954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZYk1r-w-mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3gyxTJanzXc/s400/RIMG2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to make the Mushroom strata yesterday. It was really nice. We just had it for tea. I should have taken a picture BEFORE we destroyed it, but hey, you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.newidea.com.au/display.cfm?objectid=23628ED5-5061-42A5-995F1FEB782C6C27&amp;navid=93853525-BB7D-4BC9-B7F69BEBB5F3350C"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for the recipe it's well worth it. I googled "strata" and there are heaps of versions. I've never heard of them before but I guess it's an American thing - and the Americans have very clever ideas with food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit:&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;em&gt;I used skim milk, only a small amount of extra lite pouring cream, low fat grated cheese and only four eggs.  Oh and I didn't add the wine.  If you are a vegetarian you could omit the bacon.  For meat lovers you could add chicken or some spicy sausage.  You could also add any other vegies you want as the bread and egg sort of act as a case for the middle filling part.  I know it looks messy but it was actually quite well held together, even more so after cooling.  I think it might be even better tomorrow.  Next time I would definitely add some garlic aswell and maybe a fresh herb or two.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-275763291706345923?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/275763291706345923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=275763291706345923&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/275763291706345923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/275763291706345923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/mushroom-strata.html' title='Mushroom strata'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZYk1r-w-mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3gyxTJanzXc/s72-c/RIMG2386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-7678252175094556365</id><published>2006-12-29T09:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T10:09:35.623+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Ever since I finished work i've been as crook as ten brown dogs.  I have a bad head cold, the sweats, a really sore throat and everything I eat goes straight through me (sorry if that's too much info!).  I guess it's good in one way cos i'm eating like a pig (when I do eat) and not gaining any weight, i'm not losing any either though.  So i'm pumping myself full of vitamins, cold and flu tablets and drinking heaps of water.  DH is still drinking beer like it's going out of fashion but I can't even look at alcohol without feeling even worse.  We have one more 'engagement' before we go off on our little mini 4 day holiday on 2nd January.  The band has a show on New Years Eve. I really don't feel like doing it, but i'm chucking it in after this show and its worth a bit of money to us so i'm going to force myself to do it even if i'm still really sick.  Hopefully i'll be better by then though, fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is a pig sty and the only thing i've managed to do this week is take down the tree and put away all the decorations, i'm going to try and get a bit more done today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a lovely Christma and that Santa brought you heaps of presents.  I scored well this year and we had a nice day with my brother and his family.  Unfortunately I forgot to take any photographs (idiot!!) and I have nothing to post on here to show you.  We took video of Lachie opening his presents but I have no idea how to upload that.  My brother and his wife took photos at their house so i'll try and get a copy of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to make this  &lt;a href="http://www.newidea.com.au/display.cfm?objectid=23628ED5-5061-42A5-995F1FEB782C6C27&amp;navid=93853525-BB7D-4BC9-B7F69BEBB5F3350C"&gt;Mushroom Strata &lt;/a&gt;recipe now, cos I bought the ingredients to make it on Boxing Day and I haven't felt up to making it yet, but if I don't make it today, i'll have to throw out all the food and that would be a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-7678252175094556365?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/7678252175094556365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=7678252175094556365&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7678252175094556365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7678252175094556365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-2772090029406584511</id><published>2006-12-24T14:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T14:51:20.047+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RY35BL-w-lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hNZ-2kgHwZ8/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011935759124462162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RY35BL-w-lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hNZ-2kgHwZ8/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is our wedding anniversary. Seven years ago today DH and I tied the knot in a very casual ceremony. It was lovely. We decided not to buy each other presents this year for our anniversary (or for Christmas) cos we've spent enough (the awning, air conditioning, Billy Joel, Robbie, flying to Brisbane etc), but I sneakily got him a new wedding ring and gave it to him today. His old one doesn't fit him (i'm wearing it now) and he was quite chuffed with it I think. We're off out for some drinks later and then to a party at a friend's and then home to wrap presents and put bikes together and sort ourselves out for tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-2772090029406584511?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/2772090029406584511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=2772090029406584511&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/2772090029406584511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/2772090029406584511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RY35BL-w-lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hNZ-2kgHwZ8/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-5788671211879888212</id><published>2006-12-21T17:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:11:33.842+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s1600-h/Brisbri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015188149975744706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmG9AENgLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vFvj7Kewe90/s1600-h/NYEBri.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a quick update to say "Merry Christmas" to you all. Sorry, I haven't had time to update for ages and it doesn't look good for the next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robbie was brilliant. I didn't take my camera cos I didn't think we'd be very close but we were basically up the front, so I was spewing!!!! It was a great night even though he bagged out all the Perth people and also Shane Warne, which I thought was a bit rude. He's a great entertainer. Here is a photo of me just before we were leaving to go to Suncorp Stadium, you can tell how excited I was!!! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010857915606694450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RYokub-w-jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/R1CLRTzMiA0/s400/RIMG2305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My work weekend away was good, not as good as last year but then I was still getting over Robbie and my fly by less than 24 hour visit to BrisVegas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally met Kellee. She is brilliant and I love her to pieces. We didn't have long together and what time we did have we mostly spent listening to my DH who was running off at the mouth as usual, but very funny with it! (Sorry Kellee!! hehe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also was very priviliged to get lots of cuddles from Toby. He is just SO cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010857640728787490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RYokeb-w-iI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FFS_5Eao1jU/s400/RIMG2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, that's it for me probably for the rest of this year, so i'll sign off, say "Merry Christmas and Happy New Year" and when I come back after trecking through the Blue Mountains for a couple of days and then Dubbo Zoo (hope the animals don't smell too much! haha) I will be extra motivated to get rid of the rest of my blubber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be starting my new blog on 8th of January - hope to see you all there!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao for now, have a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-5788671211879888212?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/5788671211879888212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=5788671211879888212&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5788671211879888212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5788671211879888212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s72-c/Brisbri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-4917737668418998372</id><published>2006-12-14T06:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T06:39:14.441+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Buh bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RYBWQKusgXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6bZV5TYJuVM/s1600-h/IMG_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008097621394096498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RYBWQKusgXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6bZV5TYJuVM/s400/IMG_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to see Robbie. Yiiiiihar!!!!!  I'll be sure and say "hi" from you all, and &lt;a href="http://mypinkshorts.blogspot.com"&gt;Emily &lt;/a&gt;- I will give him a snog for you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also meeting &lt;a href="http://blogofkellee.blogspot.com"&gt;Kellee &lt;/a&gt;for the first time in 'real life' - we're doing lunch.  I can't wait to see you Kellee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get back tomorrow and then we're straight off to the Barringtons for my work Christmas party weekend.  It's going to be a long week next week after flying to Brissie, seeing Robbie, and two days/nights of heavy drinking and eating tonnes of yummy food!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four days without little DS is going to be hard, but i'm sure that he and Nanna will have a ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-4917737668418998372?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/4917737668418998372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=4917737668418998372&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/4917737668418998372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/4917737668418998372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/buh-bye.html' title='Buh bye'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RYBWQKusgXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6bZV5TYJuVM/s72-c/IMG_6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-832265787286786651</id><published>2006-12-11T22:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:49:48.266+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RX1EixBzpUI/AAAAAAAAADg/uRCul2uy1jQ/s1600-h/RIMG2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007233724773016898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RX1EixBzpUI/AAAAAAAAADg/uRCul2uy1jQ/s320/RIMG2289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the hair.......... Before.......... and after .......... (remember I have no makeup on, and it wasn't blow dried!!) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RX1EtBBzpVI/AAAAAAAAADo/vNx_9mefO68/s1600-h/RIMG2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007233900866676050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RX1EtBBzpVI/AAAAAAAAADo/vNx_9mefO68/s320/RIMG2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks like i've had a spray tan or something, but it's just the lighting.  But maybe I will get one, I look better with a brown tone to my skin instead of pasty white/blue!! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here is my little man,with his new friend Tahlea (she is SO cute).  He is a big boy now cos he also had his hair cut!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007232728340604210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RX1DoxBzpTI/AAAAAAAAADE/J4b_i-LFSEc/s400/RIMG2292.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-832265787286786651?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/832265787286786651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=832265787286786651&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/832265787286786651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/832265787286786651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/hair.html' title='The hair'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RX1EixBzpUI/AAAAAAAAADg/uRCul2uy1jQ/s72-c/RIMG2289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-6597564083683570771</id><published>2006-12-11T13:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:33:57.323+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm getting my hair cut and coloured tonight by a hairdresser. I haven't been to a hairdress for 4 years now and i'm a little scared. Will try and take before and after shots so you can all tell me how gorgeous I am!! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a good note, only 3 more sleep til I see "you-know-who"!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007091754629047522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXzDbBBzpOI/AAAAAAAAACY/_aaW1oz_pC0/s400/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-6597564083683570771?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/6597564083683570771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=6597564083683570771&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/6597564083683570771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/6597564083683570771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/yikes.html' title='Yikes'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXzDbBBzpOI/AAAAAAAAACY/_aaW1oz_pC0/s72-c/IMG_1016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-2863521742529762333</id><published>2006-12-10T07:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T07:32:18.945+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Another me me</title><content type='html'>Borrowed this one from Hayley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are your parents married or divorced?&lt;br /&gt;Divorced, ages ago, when I was 15 actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you a vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;Crap no, bring me a cow and a sheep and a pig and I will devour them in their entirety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you believe in Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Sure they are in the chocolate isle, I’ve seen them, but I don’t dare to touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever come close to dying?&lt;br /&gt;Only when my heart was broken and I felt like dying, but not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What jewelery do you wear 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;Wedding ring, engagement ring, eternity ring, ball earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Favourite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;Getting home from work. Sleeping in with the little DS, especially when he climbs all over me and gives me big kisses and cuddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you eat the stems of broccoli?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you wear makeup?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have really crappy skin (probably because I wear makeup every day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Ever have plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Not yet. I would love to get a breast reduction if/when I ever have the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you color your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;In winter, PJ’s, in summer a singlet shirt and undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Have you ever done anything illegal?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but I’m not listing the things here as I don’t want to be arrested!! LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do You tweeze your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, but mostly get them waxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What kind of sneakers?&lt;br /&gt;Cheap Kmart ones, but I’m buying myself a good pair, if/when I ever get to the shops. I got a couple of vouchers for my birthday and I’m going to use them for healthy lifestyle options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you believe in Abortions?&lt;br /&gt;That all depends on the circumstances. I’m with Hayley on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What is your Hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Brown I think, have been colouring it for so long I can’t really remember! Hehe. Lots of greys now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Future child's name?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure, I have only ever liked the name Lachlan and I have one of those already! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you snore?&lt;br /&gt;When I’m drunk, or have a cold. But it doesn’t matter no-one would hear me over DH’s earsplitting thunderous snoring anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere away from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;No, well I guess if DS comes in with his, then yes, but none of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) If you won the lottery, what would you do first?&lt;br /&gt;Pay off the house, get the garden landscaped, but DH a huge LCD plasma screen TV and have it wall mounted, also would get proper surround sound, all house stuff.Oh I would buy myself a huge diamond ring and get that breast reduction!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Gold or silver?&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I wear gold, but occasionally I wear silver, but NEVER together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Hamburger or hot dog?&lt;br /&gt;The hot dogs in Europe are unreal, but hamburgers do just fine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a loaded question? Would the calories count? If the calories don’t count then it would be cheese and biscuits – but if they do then I guess I’ll take vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) City, beach or country?&lt;br /&gt;I love the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What was the last thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;Before the keyboard, the baby gate in the kitchen, I locked it for when DS gets up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Where did you eat last?&lt;br /&gt;In the lounge chair, we had home made pizzas last night. I had onion, capsicum, mushroom, pineapple, potato and a very small and angelic amount of lite mozerella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) When's the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Last night watching my Lost DVDs. When Sawyer tells Jack that he met his dad at a bar in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you read blogs?&lt;br /&gt;I devour them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Not on purpose!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Ever been involved with the police?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I LOVE men in uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What's your favourite shampoo, conditioner and soap?&lt;br /&gt;Charles Worthington Shampoo and Conditioner. I have to be careful with soap cos I’m allergic to so many things, so we use sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you talk in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Apparently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Ocean or pool?&lt;br /&gt;Neither, can’t swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Window seat or aisle?&lt;br /&gt;Window seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Ever met anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;Tommy and Phil Emmanuel – at the All Nations Club in Kings Cross, when I was about 16 years old. Andrew and Matthew Johns were at the Hotel on the day that Jason and I got married. When I was working in London my girlfriend and I got jobs at Wembley Stadium and we served heaps of famous British football type people (but we didn’t really recognise anyone) except for that guy with the red hair from Thank God it’s Friday. George Michael and Alison Moyet were rumoured to be turning up one night when we were there, but they didn’t front. If I think of anyone else I’ll add later, but obviously no-one earth shatteringly famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Do you feel that you've had a truly successful life?&lt;br /&gt;No, I’ts not over yet, so I can’t judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?&lt;br /&gt;Twirl, with a fork and spoon (allegedly the ‘proper’ way!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey?&lt;br /&gt;Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Basketball or Football?&lt;br /&gt;Neither, don’t like sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) How long do your showers last?&lt;br /&gt;Quick as possible, no time for mucking around when you have a 2 year old harassing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Automatic or do you drive a stick?&lt;br /&gt;I have an auto but I wish I had a manual, they’re so much easier to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Cake or ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;pass, I would rather have savoury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Are you self-conscious?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely, who isn’t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Have you ever drank so much you threw up?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even need to answer this one do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Have you ever given money to a beggar?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. When we lived in London there are so many beggars. We used to buy them food instead – we were trying to be kind but I’m sure they thought we were dickheads cos I guess all they really want is a bottle in a brown paper bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Plenty of times. Did you mean “love” or LOVE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) Where do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;On holiday somewhere nice, and safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Are you wearing socks?&lt;br /&gt;No. It’s summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Can you tango?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Last gift you received?&lt;br /&gt;I got stacks of stuff for my birthday, too many things to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) Last sport you played?&lt;br /&gt;Squash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Things you spend a lot of money on?&lt;br /&gt;My son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;Near Newcastle, NSW, Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Last wedding attended?&lt;br /&gt;26 November – don’t remember much of it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) Most hated food(s)?&lt;br /&gt;offal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) What's your least fav?&lt;br /&gt;this is a silly question cos no 63) is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) Can you sing?&lt;br /&gt;Yes (anyone want a copy of my CD?) Just kidding!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) Last person you instant messaged?&lt;br /&gt;My friend in Sydney who I used to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) Last place you went on holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Bulli, about 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) Favourite regular drink?&lt;br /&gt;Champagne, no surprises there!! If you mean non alcoholic then Coke Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) Tag 3 friends:&lt;br /&gt;Whoever wants to – it is a bit time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70) Current Song?&lt;br /&gt;Rudebox – Robbie Williams (4 more sleeps!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-2863521742529762333?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/2863521742529762333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=2863521742529762333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/2863521742529762333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/2863521742529762333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-me-me.html' title='Another me me'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-918046115160218079</id><published>2006-12-09T16:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:04:54.876+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;4 Jobs I've Had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer in a band&lt;br /&gt;Waitress (Silver Service when I was living in London)&lt;br /&gt;Petrol pump attendant&lt;br /&gt;Admin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Movies I watch over and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Toy Story 2&lt;br /&gt;Shrek&lt;br /&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;The new Robbie Williams double DVD (had to get one of my own in there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 places I have lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Scotland&lt;br /&gt;Sydney&lt;br /&gt;Stockholm&lt;br /&gt;Helsinki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Tv Shows I watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSI&lt;br /&gt;Lost (when it’s on but I now have Season 1 and 2 on DVD – birthday present)&lt;br /&gt;Spicks and specks&lt;br /&gt;The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places I've been on Vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Europe&lt;br /&gt;Europe again!!&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;Vanuatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Websites I visit Everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bloglines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bom.gov.au/"&gt;www.bom.gov.au&lt;/a&gt; - I need to know if there are any storms coming (we get more work after storms)&lt;br /&gt;Gmail&lt;br /&gt;Ebay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Favorite Foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cheese - specifically White Castello, anything in the mature cheddar line - oh actually all cheese!&lt;br /&gt;My mum’s steak pie&lt;br /&gt;Thai beef salad&lt;br /&gt;Spiral spuds (from Aldi – I heart them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places I'd rather be right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the pool bar at on a tropical island with a margarita in my hand (with Kathryn!!)&lt;br /&gt;In a clean and tidy house&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Favorite Band/ Singers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Robbie Williams (5 more sleeps!!)&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joel&lt;br /&gt;Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Me !! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Bloggers I'll tag:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whoever wants to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-918046115160218079?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/918046115160218079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=918046115160218079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/918046115160218079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/918046115160218079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got tagged'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-1343262523093796831</id><published>2006-12-09T13:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T14:38:40.575+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning, long whiney but ultimately positive post ahead.</title><content type='html'>This is a very random and all over the place post, but it does have a happy ending (if you make it that far). I apologise in advance cos it is a bit of a tome and it probably won't even make sense to anyone else but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see the Wiggles today. The new Wiggle is really good. He has a lovely singing voice. We had crap seats, even though I got on the internet at 9am the day the tickets went on sale and got "Hot Potato" seats (ie I paid extra). We couldn't see the back of the stage at all. Lachie hated being confined to his seat and just wanted to run up and down the stairs at the side of our block of seats. Anyway, it was an experience. One which I will probably not endure again! Oh, and they were selling Wiggles balloons - of course Lachie loves balloons - ten bucks!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, I got him one, but what a bloody ripoff!! Luckily I only have one child. The other thing that annoyed me was that the balloons have the old yellow Wiggle on them, ok maybe they didn't have time to make new balloons but hey $10 for outdated ones, just annoys me even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Lachie watching the show.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXoghhBzpKI/AAAAAAAAABY/9deO9IJxYM0/s1600-h/RIMG2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006349695949448354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXoghhBzpKI/AAAAAAAAABY/9deO9IJxYM0/s400/RIMG2282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we could see. Plus we couldn't hear what anyone was saying. It was all very muffled. I'm thinking about writing a letter of complaint! So I paid $130 for 90 minutes of struggling to keep my son in his seat and a long distance view of some colorfully clad bodies. (OK that's not good English!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXogbhBzpJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YK7PfvxGgVA/s1600-h/RIMG2281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006349592870233234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXogbhBzpJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YK7PfvxGgVA/s400/RIMG2281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little man, the love of my life - I hate to think where I would be if I didn't have him. He is the absolute BEST thing that has happened to me. Plus he's just so damned cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXogSxBzpII/AAAAAAAAABI/lgmHZoXT5GU/s1600-h/RIMG2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006349442546377858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXogSxBzpII/AAAAAAAAABI/lgmHZoXT5GU/s400/RIMG2276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of me at my brother's house last week. HMmmm - not looking too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXogIBBzpHI/AAAAAAAAABA/eVKI0Keu7vs/s1600-h/RIMG2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006349257862784114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXogIBBzpHI/AAAAAAAAABA/eVKI0Keu7vs/s400/RIMG2257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lachie in my high heels and Daddy's purple tie - and that's all. I think he was doing a "Julia Roberts" from Pretty Woman!! hehe - doesn't impress Daddy too much though. Lachie is going through this phase where he just undresses himself, for no reason, other than he can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXof0BBzpGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/634w3YpM1ZA/s1600-h/RIMG2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006348914265400418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXof0BBzpGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/634w3YpM1ZA/s400/RIMG2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and DH at the second wedding we went to (this is before I got tractor faced drunk and temporarily lost my $500 camera!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXofmBBzpFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9PmhsQHwSzU/s1600-h/RIMG2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006348673747231826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXofmBBzpFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9PmhsQHwSzU/s400/RIMG2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got lots of things to say, but not much time - so i'll do some dot point random thoughts that come into my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This time last year I weighed exactly the same as I do now and that annoys me like you wouldn't believe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I put on about 7 kilos this year and lost it again but told myself I was "maintaining"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am currently only two kilos heavier than my lowest weight of 73.1 but I feel at least 10 kilos heavier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I could have been at goal now if I hadn't f#cked around this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for not being disciplined enough to keep going with weight loss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for not trying&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for eating crap, still smoking and not exercising&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for having a house that always looks like a pig sty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for not organising to spend more time with my friends and family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for never sticking to anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for paying $200 for 12 weeks of Weight Watchers and going twice (maybe three times)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for promising to clean the fish tank relilgiously after Nemo Mark I died and then not doing it (by the way Nemo(s) Mark II, III and IV are all thriving wonderfully despite my lack of care and the slimy consitency of their habitat)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself for giving away all of my size 16 clothes and some of my size 14 clothes and now needing to go and buy more because I feel like a fat pig and all my clothes are too tight on me (even though i'm only 2 kilos heavier)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself because i'm a whinger and nothing is ever good enough for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself because i'm tired and that makes me cranky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cranky with myself because i'm just an all round idiot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More random thoughts: (these may or may not be justified - only I can judge that)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm a bitch to everyone I know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm feeling fat and ugly and tired and run down and lonely and very sad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm sick of DH working weekends cos we can't go anywhere or do anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm losing my friends but now i'm thinking they weren't really my friends anway as some 'issues' have occurred&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could win Lotto (I forgot to put it on this week so my numbers probably DID come up but i'm too scared to check)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could afford the time/money to go to Curves (or any gym really)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I had a friend who lived nearby who I could really trust (just to confirm that I do have a friend who I trust but she lives very very far away and I don't get to see her much)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I had a friend who I could go walking with and who I shared common interests with&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could stop eating crap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I was a better mother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I was a better wife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sick of one sided relationships - I love giving (all the stuff you know making the phone calls, organising get togethers, supplying everything, going out of my way to make people feel welcome, relaxed, sharing and giving whatever is required) but when you give and give and give and get nothing in return except people relying on your generosity it gets a bit boring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, enough whining ..... I need a plan. First of all I have to stop shitting on myself cos I have enough people in my life who will automatically do that for me. If i'm going to have someone on my side it may aswell be me right? Who is it that says one of the most important things in life is to be your own No.1 supporter? Probably Dr Phil. Anyhoo.... yadda yadda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm having some time off over Christmas as the daycare is closed and we have no-one to look after DS. We are going to take a trip to Dubbo Zoo and spend some quality 'family' time together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daycare reopens on 8 January so as of that day I will start my New Year plan, which of course I haven't really thought of yet but I will have it all down in writing before then as i'm already starting to think about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to be more positive, I need to let up on myself and I need to get my life in order. I don't care how slowly I get to my goad, it's not a race, its about making positive steps in the right direction and sticking with them, not going backwards and then having to trudge through the same path over and over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, on that note I think I will also start a new blog. New Year, new me, new blog. Sounds okay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006364779874591922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXouPhBzpLI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ih2bHJ3BLXQ/s400/jensgbye.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-1343262523093796831?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/1343262523093796831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=1343262523093796831&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1343262523093796831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1343262523093796831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/warning-long-whiney-but-ultimately.html' title='Warning, long whiney but ultimately positive post ahead.'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXoghhBzpKI/AAAAAAAAABY/9deO9IJxYM0/s72-c/RIMG2282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-7280266419834359843</id><published>2006-12-08T17:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:02:55.086+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXj_9xBzpEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rWX6U7DLuP4/s1600-h/TGIF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006032422420325442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXj_9xBzpEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rWX6U7DLuP4/s400/TGIF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank GOD it's Friday.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-7280266419834359843?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/7280266419834359843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=7280266419834359843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7280266419834359843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7280266419834359843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXj_9xBzpEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rWX6U7DLuP4/s72-c/TGIF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-8679451450968503711</id><published>2006-12-03T07:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:31:21.646+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Our Christmas tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXMzqyu8MBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_6D0UEK4uZY/s1600-h/RIMG2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004400421204930578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXMzqyu8MBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_6D0UEK4uZY/s400/RIMG2233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of photos of our tree. When I got the decorations out I found that I only have purple, silver and gold. Not sure what happened there but DH says I was trying to create a "David Jones" look last year to impress my mother!?!?!??!?! I must have thrown the rest out.&lt;br /&gt;DS helped with putting on the decorations and tinsel so it's not as 'balanced' as the libran in me would like. LMAO!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004400713262706722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXMz7yu8MCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6i9pkKxh4Ds/s400/RIMG2242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only three weeks til the fat man comes!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-8679451450968503711?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/8679451450968503711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=8679451450968503711&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8679451450968503711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8679451450968503711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-christmas-tree.html' title='Our Christmas tree'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RXMzqyu8MBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_6D0UEK4uZY/s72-c/RIMG2233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-1423850427883743408</id><published>2006-11-30T14:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:33:30.707+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the confusion, but that wasn't my Christmas tree in the picture below, it is just a picture I got from a Google search.  I haven't put mine up yet, but I am going to do it this weekend, so I will definitely post pictures when i've done that.&lt;br /&gt;Work is still really busy and now we're having computer problems which is just making everything worse.  Hopefully it will be fixed soon.  I'm going to do some serious overtime tonight to try and catch up and i'll probably be here until midnight.&lt;br /&gt;We went to a wedding on Sunday, yes another one, that's it for the year now.  I got really pissed and lost my good camera.  I was devastated.  I made a thousand phone calls all to no avail.  Serves me right.  I checked ebay for another one the same and they were upwards of $400!!  Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;My luck must have changed though cos the taxi company rang yesterday to say it had been handed in.  Hooray - there &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; some honest people out there.  We bought the taxi driver a $50 Coles Myer voucher to say 'thanks'.  Damn site cheaper than a new camera.&lt;br /&gt;So have I learnt my lesson?  Bloody oath.  Next time take a throw away camera!!!!! hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-1423850427883743408?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/1423850427883743408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=1423850427883743408&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1423850427883743408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1423850427883743408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/11/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-1917483182931391080</id><published>2006-11-25T08:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T08:37:45.533+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/502243/180px-Fiber-optic_Christmas_tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3160/3376/400/666486/180px-Fiber-optic_Christmas_tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I bought a new Christmas tree on Thursday night. It's one of those fancy shmancy ones with the fibre optic lights in the end of the branches. We threw our old one out earlier in the year cos I decided that if we had a new house of our very own, we needed a new tree too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid me brought the box in from the car and told DS all about it and now he's really excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BC (before children) we used to put the tree up as close to Christmas as possible - like Christmas Eve!! Mind you that's also when we used to do our Christmas shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i'm thinking we should put it up soon so that DS can enjoy it, but isn't it bad luck to put it up before the 1st of December????  But it is only a MONTH til Christmas - can you believe it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you do at your house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-1917483182931391080?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/1917483182931391080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=1917483182931391080&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1917483182931391080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1917483182931391080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-325055519906114037</id><published>2006-11-23T18:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:53:36.562+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here, somewhere.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/230417/11188.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3160/3376/400/416563/11188.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes i'm still alive. Sorry for not updating. Here's a summary of my life as it stands right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weight - is increasing and increasing - not good but I don't have the time or the energy right now to worry about it. Currently sitting at about 76 kilos. Oops.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home life - about the same, maybe a little more stressful than normal. Lots going on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work - ridiculously busy. Don't have time to scratch myself at the moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoking - still smoking - too stressed to give up (again).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking - have been doing a fair bit of this. I didn't think I was drinking too much but I just came home with DS's Happy Meal, poured some scotch into the Happy Meal diet coke and drank it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Billy Joel - bloody awesome - best concert i've ever seen (so far) and a great night. I could rave about it for hours and hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wedding No. 1 - I bought a new dress at Target - I was in a rush and bought a size 16. It's awful - way too big and doesn't suit me at all. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wedding No. 2 - is this Sunday. I've decided i'm wearing my black dress that I wore to my 40th - hope it still fits me. I'm sure i'll look pregnant in it (and before you ask NO i'm not!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautiful DS - is as cute as ever. Has come out with some absolute clanger sayings lately that have me rolling on the ground in fits of laughter. He's about the only thing that's keeping me sane right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Robbie - 3 weeks to go. I have finally booked our flights and semi-organised lunch with the gorgeous &lt;a href="http://www.blogofkellee.blogspot.com"&gt;Kellee&lt;/a&gt;. We still don't have anywhere to stay. If anyone has a suggestion about somewhere close to Suncorp Stadium I would love to hear it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise - what is that??? Non-existant at the moment. I'm a fat cow. None of my clothes feel comfortable, I feel bloated, hot, old and tired and all I want to do is sit around eating junk food. Blah, blah, blah - i'm sure you've heard it here before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's about it. I'm not sure when i'll be able to update again, but as the fabulous &lt;a href="http://mypinkshorts.blogspot.com"&gt;Emily &lt;/a&gt;said to me today, if you don't blog you don't get the supportive comments. So here I am!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Help me if you can.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I go I just want to say a huge congratulations to my beautiful friend &lt;a href="http://www.feedmysoulnow.blogspot.com"&gt;Michelle &lt;/a&gt;for competing in her first Triathlon (she's probably done three by now it's taken me so long to put this in writing). She sure kicked that Triathlon's butt!! Well done Michelle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao for now,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-325055519906114037?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/325055519906114037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=325055519906114037&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/325055519906114037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/325055519906114037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-still-here-somewhere.html' title='I&apos;m still here, somewhere.....'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-1841267571142641068</id><published>2006-11-10T16:34:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:47:32.966+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Two weddings in the next two weeks - nothing to wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping last night but I seem to be 'between sizes' - which shits me to tears!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to lose weight&lt;br /&gt;Need to exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be SO much easier to gain weight and fit back into my fat clothes.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-1841267571142641068?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/1841267571142641068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=1841267571142641068&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1841267571142641068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1841267571142641068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/11/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-783556704494675862</id><published>2006-11-06T14:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:32:11.239+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/wake%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/wake%20up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procrastination is the deferment or avoidance of an&lt;br /&gt;action or task and is often linked to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Perfectionism (psychology)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perfectionism_(psychology)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfectionism&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. For the&lt;br /&gt;person procrastinating this may result in stress, a sense of guilt, the loss of&lt;br /&gt;productivity, the creation of crisis, and the chagrin of others for not&lt;br /&gt;fulfilling one's responsibilities or commitments.&lt;br /&gt;The word itself comes from the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Latin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Latin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; word procrastinatus:&lt;br /&gt;pro- (forward) and crastinus (of tomorrow). The term's first known&lt;br /&gt;appearance was in the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="17th century" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/17th_century"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;17th century&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, during a sermon by a Reverend&lt;br /&gt;Anthoney Walker on procrastination. The sermon reflected procrastination's&lt;br /&gt;connection at the time to task avoidance or delay, volition or will, and sin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been procrastinating about a lot of stuff for a long time. The day is nearing when I have to quit the procrastination and "stop dicking around" (to quote &lt;a href="http://www.idiet.blogspot.com"&gt;Kathryn&lt;/a&gt;). I need to wake up and smell the coffee.  I've said this a hundred times before and yet, I keep putting it off. I'm sure you're all sick of hearing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I need to make a plan and stop giving myself the right to make up pissweak excuses. No-one else believes them, why do I ?????&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-783556704494675862?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/783556704494675862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=783556704494675862&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/783556704494675862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/783556704494675862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/11/wake-up.html' title='Wake up!!!!!'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-1194711729494775972</id><published>2006-11-05T10:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T12:13:46.436+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Missing in action</title><content type='html'>Sorry i've been MIA this week. Work has been flat out. We had a hailstorm and we got 50 new claims in 2 days and with two people away it was an all in work-fest for the rest of the week including starting at 6am on Friday to try and get the work out. I've been reading blogs at night when I get home, but I haven't have the time or the energy to comment, and no time to update until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone for your birthday wishes, e-cards, and emails. It was very nice to receive so many lovely messages from you all. I can't believe two weeks has already passed since my birthday. Where has the year gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been going full noise for a while now and this is the first weekend i've had where I haven't had to do 500 things. So of course I woke up yesterday with a bad head cold, a sore throat, ulcers in my mouth and generally just feeling like crap. Needless to say I haven't done any exercise (actually i've been doing a few sit ups, crunches and things on the floor each night with little DS - he thinks it's hilarious and loves joining in) but no walking or anything else. I feel very tired and run down and I need to get myself healthy and back on track, starting with taking some vitamins and drinking a lot of water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next two months are also really busy for us. We have DH's work mates and their partners/children coming over for a BBQ (which we are holding at our house), a hen/bucks night, two weddings, Billy Joel concert, Robbie Williams concert (In Brisbane!!!), my work Christmas weekend away and then Christmas itself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The birthday cake is finally finished and the cupboards are a little bare. I will need to go grocery shopping tonight to get F&amp;V and good food for through the week. In the meantime i'm using my frozen soup and a chicken breast to make some yummy chicken soup for dinner tonight. Not sure about lunch, the only thing we have is frozen party pies and sausage rolls left over from my birthday weekend, which obviously didn't get eaten.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for the rest of today, DS and I are watching movies and when he goes to sleep i'm going to attempt to watch "In her Shoes" which I bought ages ago and haven't had the chance to watch yet. It's raining outside and a bit miserable so its a good day for watching movies (and eating chocolate but just my luck we don't have any)!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tidied the whole house yesterday and put together some new shelves we bought for DS to put his toys in the loungeroom. Of course I spent ages categorising his toys and making sure all the pieces were still around then he trashed the place, pulled out all the drawers and threw the toys all over the floor. At least it looked tidy for 2 seconds after I had finished. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/320/RIMG2159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/320/RIMG2162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....and on that note, i'm off to tidy up the mess he has made and do more washing. No rest for the wicked. Have a great week everyone and be good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-1194711729494775972?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/1194711729494775972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=1194711729494775972&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1194711729494775972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1194711729494775972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/11/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing in action'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-8932495544869564216</id><published>2006-10-30T12:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:47:23.485+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Quote for the day .....</title><content type='html'>Relax and enjoy life.  You'll never live this day again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-8932495544869564216?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/8932495544869564216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=8932495544869564216&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8932495544869564216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8932495544869564216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/quote-for-day.html' title='Quote for the day .....'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-6613834741152158541</id><published>2006-10-28T11:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T11:52:35.045+10:00</updated><title type='text'>28 October 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2154.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/200/RIMG1974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/200/RIMG2154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the year gone? I have finally put the outdoor setting together. The table is a bit dodgy and one of the screws won't fit in properly but i'm not taking it back. Anyway it looks okay to me!! haha&lt;br /&gt;I can now see how the backyard is going to look once it's finished and it's going to be amazing. I have to now work out priorities with money and see if we can't get started sooner rather than later, fingers crossed I win Lotto this week and I won't have to wait at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No weigh in today, couldn't be bothered. Plus I would have registered a gain anyway, probably a kilo. I really need to get back on track and start eating properly again, but we still have half a birthday cake in the fridge and I just cannot let it go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and upload some birthday photos to my flickr account if I can find the password etc, will keep you all posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-6613834741152158541?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/6613834741152158541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=6613834741152158541&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/6613834741152158541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/6613834741152158541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/28-october-2006.html' title='28 October 2006'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-353825662108784178</id><published>2006-10-24T13:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:25:12.348+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the hill!</title><content type='html'>Ok so i'm over the hill now. I haven't had time to post any photos etc. I'm back at work on Thursday so i'm trying to get the house cleaned up and sort out a few things here at home. I'll just quickly try and post some photos now and update next weekend when I have time to sit and reflect. Plus I think i'm still recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had SUCH a great weekend (well apart from Sunday when I just felt majorly sorry for myself after getting home at 6am!!). The party was fantastic but it flew by so fast and seemed to be over in a millisecond. There were so many people at the party but I hardly had time to talk to anyone. I spent a LOT of time on stage singing and a lot more time drinking - hey they ARE my favourite pastimes - what else would you expect!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gorgeous friend Michelle. She is an absolute legend. I don't know what I would have done without her this weekend. She looked absolutely stunning in this red dress too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cake, it was definitely worth the money!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/birthday%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The balloons!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/birthday%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The drinking (it had only just started!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at these photos makes me realise how much more weight I need to lose. Before I was thinking 6 or 7 kilos to go making a total of 30 kilos lost, but now i'm thinking 10 or 12 (more like 15). Maybe photos just make me look porky????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way the Robbie tickets that DH bought me are for the concert in Brisbane, so I also get a night away in a nice hotel (DH thinks it will be romantic) and a flight in a plane (I love flying) so i'm super excited about the whole thing.  He really outdid himself didn't he!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for the other pressies,  I can't even begin to tell you what great stuff I got, there was so much and people were so generous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-353825662108784178?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/353825662108784178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=353825662108784178&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/353825662108784178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/353825662108784178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/over-hill.html' title='Over the hill!'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-7851938429705419963</id><published>2006-10-21T07:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T07:14:45.749+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG - i'm gobsmacked!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-7851938429705419963?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/7851938429705419963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=7851938429705419963&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7851938429705419963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7851938429705419963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/omfg-im-gobsmacked.html' title='OMFG - i&apos;m gobsmacked!!!!!'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-5742080797288491471</id><published>2006-10-19T08:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T09:23:02.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>0, 1, 2, 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;0 days of work left&lt;/strong&gt; (after today) I am taking a couple of days off.  I was going to take all of next week but there are some dramas at work and I will probably need to come in for a few hours each day.  Although I won't be relaxing when i'm at home, I have big plans for cleaning out our garage and getting the house de-crap-ified.  The next week is going to be very hectic.  As this is my last day at work I have stacks to do today and it's not going to be pretty.  I also have to duck out at 2pm to get my eyebrows waxed.  Hey I have to get my priorities right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 day til my gorgeous friend &lt;a href="http://www.feedmysoulnow.blogspot.com"&gt;Michelle &lt;/a&gt;gets here&lt;/strong&gt;.  (I can't wait to see her).  Michelle is definitely one of the people in blogland that I clicked with straight away and even though we don't get to chat much these days because we both have such busy lives, it will only take us 10 minutes to catch up once she gets here.  It's like we're soul sisters.  We are very alike and very different all at the same time.  I consider her to be one of my best friends in the entire universe and I can tell her anything and she won't judge me and I do the same for her.  We're going out for lunch after I pick her up from the airport.  I thought we might go &lt;a href="http://www.terminalone.com.au/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 days til my party&lt;/strong&gt;.  (I'm a little nervous - as you may well know, I don't mind being the centre of attention, but there's about 80 people coming and I have no choice but to be the centre of attention, which kind of scares me a little bit).  I just hope that I look glorious and that everyone tells me how skinny and beautiful I look!! haha.  I'm getting my hair done on Saturday afternoon and i'm contemplating booking in for gel nails tomorrow as i've broken 4 of my nails in the last 3 days and I love having long glorious looking nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 days til I turn the big FOUR-OH&lt;/strong&gt;.  I remember when my mum turned 40, I was 18 - I NEVER wanted to be "that" old.  Now i'm nearly there, it doesn't seem very old at all.  I know a few of you have said 40 is the new 30 and I completely agree.  I was 18 when my Mum turned 40 - my son is 2 and a half.  My Mum had two kids, I only have one (so far - more on that later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loads to do and i've made a few lists (I'm a list freak) but I keep making new ones, or losing them, or leaving them at work and I need them when i'm at home, or the other way around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for  a walk this morning.  Yay me.  It's the first time i've done any exercise in about 3 or 4 weeks and it was hard, really hard.  The flies were atrocious, but I just turned Robbie up on the iPod and tried to clear any thought of pain from my marshmallow head.  Work has been tragic lately and we've been so busy it's not funny so I have prioritised coming in to work early instead of exercising.  The number on the scales is proof of this as my weight has been yo-yoing for the last 4 weeks - up down up down up down.  I'm nowhere near my goal of getting into the 60's by my birthday, but i'm staying between my lowest weight (73.3) and a kilo heavier - so all in all i'm not doing too badly at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to think what i'll weigh on Monday after a weekend of drinking, cake, party food and whatever else I damn well feel like (calories don't count on your birthday do they??????).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't have time to update again until after it's all over, but i'll come back on Monday and upload thousands of photos for you all to gawk at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on that note, i'll be back when i'm 40 and i'll have a drink for all of you on Saturday night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now,&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-5742080797288491471?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/5742080797288491471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=5742080797288491471&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5742080797288491471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5742080797288491471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/0-1-2-3.html' title='0, 1, 2, 3'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-8458602912814411498</id><published>2006-10-18T06:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:31:59.240+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days to go</title><content type='html'>Ok so before and after shots (before - incase you've forgotten how bad our backyard was - I certainly had!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG1973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG1973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After:  What a difference eh?  We haven't put the setting or anything out there yet.  I'll post more pics on Saturday once we've cleaned it up a bit.  I'm also pretty keen to put up some fairy lights but we need to get some power out here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2065.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 days to go til i'm 40 - i'm starting to panic......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-8458602912814411498?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/8458602912814411498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=8458602912814411498&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8458602912814411498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8458602912814411498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/4-days-to-go.html' title='4 days to go'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-52342229165427162</id><published>2006-10-16T12:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T13:00:22.111+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad start to the week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 points Special K&lt;br /&gt;0.5 points skim milk&lt;br /&gt;1 point 1 slice multigrain bread&lt;br /&gt;1 point 1/2 tlbs lite peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning tea:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 points licorice - 2 pieces&lt;br /&gt;1.5 points 3 ryvitas&lt;br /&gt;3 points real cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 points small Lebanese bread&lt;br /&gt;3 points leftover meatloaf&lt;br /&gt;0 points leftover carrot/zuchinni/corn on the cob/salsa&lt;br /&gt;0.5 points laughing cow lite cheese&lt;br /&gt;0 points Coke zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afternoon tea (not eaten yet)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 point Nestle diet yoghurt - mixed berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total for day so far:  18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm only allowing myself 18 points a day so I guess i'll be having steamed vegies for dinner tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-52342229165427162?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/52342229165427162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=52342229165427162&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/52342229165427162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/52342229165427162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-start-to-week.html' title='Bad start to the week.'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-177108919571651353</id><published>2006-10-15T15:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T13:02:34.642+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity look alike collage</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://wannabslim.blogspot.com/"&gt;wanna_b_slim &lt;/a&gt;for the link!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - photo albums with facial recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - photo albums with facial recognition"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/67/67/46/676746_741876999c1354305uv002.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-177108919571651353?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/177108919571651353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=177108919571651353&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/177108919571651353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/177108919571651353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/celebrity-look-alike-collage.html' title='Celebrity look alike collage'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-5690188783576591026</id><published>2006-10-14T10:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T12:54:09.082+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day six and it's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/the%20end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/the%20end.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do the soup diet anymore, i'm over it. It will be too soon if I never see soup again. I did have it for breakfast this morning, but enough is enough I tells ya!!! I've frozen the left overs into single serves to more than likely throw into the wizbin the next time I clean out the freezer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weigh in went okay. I registered a loss of 100 grams, which isn't good on it's own but if I now confess that last Saturday I was 3 kilos heavier (and hence there was no weigh in) then you'll see that it's a bloody great result. Thank you soup diet, but i'm over you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i'm going to track points, maximum 18 a day until next Saturday where hopefully i'll be able to register another loss. I'm sure the week after won't be as good with a weekend plus of birthday celebrations, a $165 cake to consume (yes, I know - but you only turn 40 once!!) and loads of booze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have bought some poster cardboard and other assorted goodies to stick photos onto for my party. I know that usually it's not the birthday person that makes their own posters but if I don't do it, nothing will get done - so - I don't mind anyway. I love doing crafty things and don't usually get the time, but i'm making an effort on this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DH has ordered 150 balloons (he knows how much I love them) for the party and i'm going to make little gold cardboard star cutouts to hang on the ends. I did this once before, but in silver, for a work function we had years ago and they looked great. It's a lot of work, but i'm worth it. Also there's not much else to do in this stinking hot weather so it's best to stay inside out of the heat (directly under the air conditioner!! LOL).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My DH is busting to tell me what he's got me for my birthday. I told him to keep it a secret. He told my best friend and she can't believe it. She says i'll be more than impressed and she can't believe how well he has done with it. She keeps asking "who is he and what has he done with my husband". He has a bad reputation with gifts from one time when he bought me a cut crystal flower vase (come on - I was only 32 - and even nanna's wouldn't have liked this one) and we've never let him live it down, so obviously he's making up for it this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's my weekend - lot's of cutting, glueing and sticking but no more damn soup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit: I'm still not smoking - i'm doing really well and haven't actually thought about it much at all, but that's the patches. Although normally when I drink alcohol I crave them and I had a couple of champagnes last night and was okay. I'm going to stick with the patches for at least a month, even though they give me horrific vivid dreams and i'm staying awake til all hours at night and then really tired in the morning. The party next week will be the test, but it will be two weeks since i've smoked so i'm hoping i'll go okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-5690188783576591026?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/5690188783576591026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=5690188783576591026&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5690188783576591026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5690188783576591026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-six-and-its-over.html' title='Day six and it&apos;s over'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-3997197265936614693</id><published>2006-10-13T10:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:34:28.341+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/five.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 5 of the soup diet.  I can't eat any soup today i'm over it.  I had a banana smoothie for breakfast with nestle diet banana yoghurt, a banana and skim milk.  For lunch i'm having a small piece of steak and a huge salad with balsamic vinegar and I haven't decided about dinner yet, but it defninately WON'T be soup!!  I brought an apple and strawberries for snacks.  I'm staying heaps under points and the scales are being kinder every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awning is looking unreal (see photos below) and we're so happy with it.  It should be finished on Monday. I will update again after weigh in tomorrow, i'm hoping for at least a small loss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-3997197265936614693?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/3997197265936614693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=3997197265936614693&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/3997197265936614693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/3997197265936614693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-7998623192389752499</id><published>2006-10-13T07:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:35:10.278+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More work in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-7998623192389752499?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/7998623192389752499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=7998623192389752499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7998623192389752499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7998623192389752499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-work-in-progress.html' title='More work in progress'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-8871902948827590314</id><published>2006-10-12T09:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T09:36:23.401+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day four</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/four.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/four.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Day Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I broke the "soup diet" a bit yesterday. I was feeling very woozy. I had a wholemeal turkish roll toasted with one slice of light cheese on it, then for dinner we had tiny weeny little steaks and a humungous bowl of salad with a quarter of an avocado in it (is that a fruit or a vegetable?????).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I must have been kissed by a fairy cos the scales this morning said that i'm only 0.4 away from being in virgin fat territory (again) and i'm stoked with that, should be there tomorrow, then I can start moving my ticker again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is banana smoothie day and i'm happy to be eating (well drinking really) something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nicotine patches are making me have the most vivid and strange dreams and i'm waking up pretty tired. Plus DS has been waking up every night (last night/this morning it was 3am to 4.30am) and he has a lot of trouble getting back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily it's nearly the end of the week as i've had a very very busy week at work this week and i'm just about over it. The only thing I have on this weekend is weigh in on Saturday morning (haven't been for 3 weeks) and a Maccas Birthday party which DS is going to on Sunday. It's his first Birthday party ever so i'm sure he'll be more than excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-8871902948827590314?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/8871902948827590314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=8871902948827590314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8871902948827590314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/8871902948827590314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-four.html' title='Day four'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-6499283056370346727</id><published>2006-10-11T19:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:24:08.229+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Work in progress (awning)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/RIMG2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-6499283056370346727?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/6499283056370346727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=6499283056370346727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/6499283056370346727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/6499283056370346727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/work-in-progress-awning.html' title='Work in progress (awning)'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-7263523068433045620</id><published>2006-10-11T09:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:14:28.772+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay, I can have fruit again today - oh joy!!  I haven't eaten yet today, I just can't face it.  I will though, very shortly.  I have to make myself eat.  It's strange though cos I don't feel hungry (maybe that's psychological because I don't WANT to eat!! haha).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doing well so far.  I had a corner of DS's ham sandwich last night and a sugar free lollie yesterday but other than that i've been very good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The builders are starting our awning today.  Photos will be posted later.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-7263523068433045620?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/7263523068433045620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=7263523068433045620&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7263523068433045620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/7263523068433045620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-three.html' title='Day three'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-3826764131036768043</id><published>2006-10-10T09:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T09:44:23.237+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already sick of eating the soup and it's only day two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is vegetable day and I cooked up a huge wok full of stir fried vegies with chilli, garlic and coriander, i'm not looking forward to eating it, vegetables have no substance, but I will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I coped pretty well with fruit day considering how much I dislike fruit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and just for you &lt;a href="http://www.mypinkshorts.blogspot.com"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;, I also made some Kumara chips with the tiniest bit of spray oil ever. They are so yummy, but i'm sure i'm not supposed to be having them. The menu says avoid potato and I guess Kumara is a potato, at least it's a low GI one so I shouldn't really make that much difference, should it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I have to eat fruit AND vegetables. This is very boring. Maybe that's the point!! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry I haven't given up Weight Watchers, i'm just looking for a quick 'drop a couple of kilos before my birthday' thing. This is very hard though (and yes, probably stupid) and YES I realise i'll probably put the weight back on, but it's worth a try, and it's only a week for goodness sake. If I make it that far.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it's time for more soup!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-3826764131036768043?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/3826764131036768043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=3826764131036768043&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/3826764131036768043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/3826764131036768043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-two.html' title='Day two'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-2834384934170210477</id><published>2006-10-09T13:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:47:59.507+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one</title><content type='html'>I have written two long posts today and lost both of them, not sure what is going on with Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed this one will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soup diet - day one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/one.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The soup diet is going okay, but it's only day one. The soup is actually quite tasty and i'm enjoying it. I've had soup for breakfast and lunch and i've eaten a few pieces of fruit. I also had a coffee with Equal in it, just not thinking, does anyone know whether you can have Equal while you're doing the soup diet? I guess I shouldn't so i'll try and stick to tea from now on. I really missed my Coke Zero at lunch today. I'm not a fan of fruit juice so i'm just drinking heaps of water. I'm looking forward to vegetable day tomorrow as I prefer vegies to fruit anyday. Plus I can have a potato for dinner with butter on it, but i'm not a fan of butter so i'll have a smidge of WW sour cream instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a huge headache this morning, probably left over from my huge night on Saturday plus nicotine withdrawals (maybe sugar and fat withdrawals too!!). It's better now. Not smoking is going great but it's only been 26 hours. I can't believe i'm doing the soup diet AND giving up smoking at the same time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-2834384934170210477?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/2834384934170210477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=2834384934170210477&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/2834384934170210477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/2834384934170210477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/test.html' title='Day one'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-5380900043689546447</id><published>2006-10-08T16:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T16:35:47.609+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye my friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/quitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/quitting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goodbye my friend. We've been together a long time, on and off. I know you weren't around when I was pregnant and I didn't miss you at all and now it's time to say goodbye forever. I don't want my little DS growing up thinking it's okay to abuse your body with cigarettes and he's becoming more aware every day of what Mummy is doing out on the patio when he's not allowed out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/1600/patches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/patches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm replacing you with a new friend for a while and then hopefully i'll never need either of you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you've been a true friend to me, not a fairweather friend like some of the other stuff in my life and I appreciate that, but now it's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, i'm going to need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit:  It's been nearly 7 hours since I had my last ciggie, i'm already doing it tough and i'm itching to go outside.  Don't worry,  I won't, I don't have any ciggies anyway and i'm not buying any.  I can't put a patch on til tomorrow as you're supposed to wait a day after stopping smoking before you start using the patches.  I'll be using them from tomorrow.  Just have to get through the next couple of hours and then go to bed early.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-5380900043689546447?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/5380900043689546447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=5380900043689546447&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5380900043689546447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/5380900043689546447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/goodbye-my-friend_08.html' title='Goodbye my friend.'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-1388125250233096248</id><published>2006-10-08T11:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T11:43:45.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say i'm feeling tragic today would be the understatement of the century. Huge night, got home at 4am, very very hungover today. I've had three hours sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did drink lots of water in between drinks, but obviously not enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a photo of us girls before we went out. It was (obviously) a pink themed hen's night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3160/3376/400/RIMG2037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-1388125250233096248?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/1388125250233096248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=1388125250233096248&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1388125250233096248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/1388125250233096248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-116009495030334458</id><published>2006-10-06T10:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T10:35:50.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>So much for being good yesterday.  We ended up getting visitors who brought alcohol and potato chips and I didn't get to bed until midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm hungover.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....and it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, the scales were kind to me this morning and I just saw a family of ducks (mother, father and six babies) waddling down to the dam where I usually walk.  They must be going to teach the babies how to swim.  How cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-116009495030334458?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/116009495030334458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=116009495030334458&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/116009495030334458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/116009495030334458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-116000382982376947</id><published>2006-10-05T08:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T09:17:09.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gods are against me.</title><content type='html'>So today I decided it was a new day, I would start afresh, I would be good and exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up early even though I didn't want to.  Got organised, made dinner and put it in the crockpot (yummy beef goulash) DH and I got the boy organised, got our bags packed, let in the man who is digging up our backyard and taking all the clay away, paid him, got off on time to pick up my workmate so we could go walking, unfortunately she was still sleep when I got to her house and after waiting for 10 minutes I knocked on the door, got attacked by  her dog, and then woke her up, so we were running late already.  Then when we got to work we saw diggers and trucks on our walking track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have just left, but I start work in 10 minutes.  I have a really busy day ahead today and may not be able to get out at lunchtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gods are against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises I will make today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lollies - they've all gone anyway cos i've eaten them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try&lt;/strong&gt; to walk at lunchtime for even 10 minutes, which is better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another day and hopefully things will go better.  Weigh in on Saturday is NOT looking good.  The scales are up massively and that's depressing in itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have time for blogging lately, there's so much going on, but i'm going to try and make the time otherwise i'll come more unstuck than I already am, and I need you all to keep me accountable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try &lt;a href="http://www.slimsuzy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Slim Suzy's &lt;/a&gt;soup diet starting Sunday for a week, maybe that will get me back on track?  Oh and starting Sunday because I have a hen's night on Saturday where there will be copious amounts of alcohol consumed and we are going to &lt;a href="http://www.kavon.com.au/"&gt;Kavon &lt;/a&gt;Theatre Restaurant where there is a set meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the scales will be down on Sunday cos i'll be dehydrated from all the booze!! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-116000382982376947?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/116000382982376947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=116000382982376947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/116000382982376947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/116000382982376947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/gods-are-against-me.html' title='The Gods are against me.'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115993739760219529</id><published>2006-10-04T14:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T14:49:57.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Swear jar again</title><content type='html'>eating is SHIT&lt;br /&gt;exercise is non-existant - which is SHIT&lt;br /&gt;feeling like SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes &lt;a href="http://www.feedmysoulnow.blogspot.com"&gt;Michelle &lt;/a&gt;i'm putting money in the swear jar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my employer can just direct deposit my whole pay into the swear jar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115993739760219529?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115993739760219529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115993739760219529&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115993739760219529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115993739760219529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/swear-jar-again.html' title='Swear jar again'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115984478396622362</id><published>2006-10-03T13:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:06:23.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'>farginell</title><content type='html'>As if I need MORE reminders about how close my birthday is, and more importantly how UNACHIEVABLE my goals are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/countdownD3.swf?tyear1=2006&amp;tmonth1=10&amp;amp;tday1=22&amp;thours1=0&amp;amp;tminutes1=0&amp;event=My 40th Birthday&amp;amp;clr=0xFF0000&amp;tseconds1=0"&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="0xFF0000"&gt;&lt;embed name="a" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/countdownD3.swf?tyear1=2006&amp;amp;tmonth1=10&amp;tday1=22&amp;amp;thours1=0&amp;tminutes1=0&amp;amp;event=My 40th Birthday&amp;clr=0xFF0000&amp;amp;tseconds1=0" width="257" height="160" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="0" quality="high" menu="false" loop="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blingyblob.com/countdown/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Get your own countdown at BlingyBlob.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115984478396622362?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115984478396622362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115984478396622362&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115984478396622362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115984478396622362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/farginell.html' title='farginell'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115974752660788524</id><published>2006-10-02T09:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:05:26.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an anti-tidy child.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I tidied up the whole house, cleaned out cupboards, swept, mopped, dusted - I even cleaned out DS's toy boxes and sorted the toys into separate boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today DS decided, in his wisdom, that he didn't like what I'd done and he wanted to sort out the toys himself (ie tipping the whole lot out onto the floor).  Sometimes I wonder why I bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/1600/RIMG2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/320/RIMG2026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115974752660788524?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115974752660788524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115974752660788524&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115974752660788524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115974752660788524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-anti-tidy-child.html' title='I have an anti-tidy child.'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115948094409543396</id><published>2006-09-29T07:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:02:24.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA?</title><content type='html'>Sorry i've been missing in action.  This week has been huge.  A rollercoaster of stuff going on and I haven't had time to update or check any other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't be around much between now and ... who knows ... Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot going on and right now I have to look after myself and try and stay calm and healthy. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I won't be here at all, i'll try and update when I can, but life is pretty full on right now and the computer is the last thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all well and shedding those kilos.&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115948094409543396?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115948094409543396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115948094409543396&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115948094409543396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115948094409543396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/mia.html' title='MIA?'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115896220219345509</id><published>2006-09-23T07:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T10:56:40.983+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Woo Hoo - Crossing off number two!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Goals&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: ENfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:11;color:#333333;"   &gt;&lt;strike&gt;getting back under 75 kilos&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: ENfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:#333333;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: ENfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:#333333;"   &gt;&lt;strike&gt;getting back to virgin weight 73.3 kilos&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: ENfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:#333333;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting into the 60's ie 69.9 kilos - 3.4 kilos to go&lt;br /&gt;getting to goal 66 kilos - 7.3 kilos to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think all this exercising is killing me - oops I mean really helping with the weight shedding. Now if I can just cross off number three before my birthday i'll be a very happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit: Just got back from weigh in. I officially lost 1kg this week. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to keep it up and lose 0.85 a week and i'll be able to cross off my next goal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115896220219345509?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115896220219345509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115896220219345509&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115896220219345509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115896220219345509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo Hoo !!!!!'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115887394077035865</id><published>2006-09-22T07:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:25:40.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2007.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2007.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have been asking, yes you can come for a BBQ, or ribs or chicken or whatever - are you free tonight?? haha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115887394077035865?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115887394077035865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115887394077035865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887394077035865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887394077035865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-those-who-have-been-asking-yes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115887389790735708</id><published>2006-09-22T07:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:24:57.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2006.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115887389790735708?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115887389790735708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115887389790735708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887389790735708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887389790735708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_115887389790735708.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115887387673387469</id><published>2006-09-22T07:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:24:36.753+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2005.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2005.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115887387673387469?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115887387673387469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115887387673387469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887387673387469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887387673387469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_115887387673387469.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115887381556444201</id><published>2006-09-22T07:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:23:35.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there's my shadow.  I'm not a very good photo taker am I?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115887381556444201?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115887381556444201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115887381556444201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887381556444201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887381556444201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-theres-my-shadow.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115887371809304832</id><published>2006-09-22T07:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:21:58.110+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115887371809304832?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115887371809304832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115887371809304832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887371809304832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887371809304832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115887370667903024</id><published>2006-09-22T07:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T07:21:46.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2002.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG2002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115887370667903024?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115887370667903024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115887370667903024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887370667903024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115887370667903024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115884121847969762</id><published>2006-09-21T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:20:18.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1993.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1993.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much bigger than we expected.  Now we just have to organise to get the gardens done and buy a new outdoor setting (I have one for outside our bedroom but we need a table and 6 chairs for up this end!!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115884121847969762?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115884121847969762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115884121847969762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884121847969762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884121847969762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-much-bigger-than-we-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115884116783827982</id><published>2006-09-21T22:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:19:27.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1992.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1992.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the colours they've done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115884116783827982?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115884116783827982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115884116783827982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884116783827982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884116783827982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-colours-theyve-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115884114919572249</id><published>2006-09-21T22:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:19:09.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1990.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1990.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too dark.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115884114919572249?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115884114919572249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115884114919572249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884114919572249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884114919572249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/too-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115884113181928764</id><published>2006-09-21T22:18:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:18:51.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1987.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1987.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I need to clean my windows.  D'oh.  You can see my fat arsed reflection in the window too!  Oops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115884113181928764?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115884113181928764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115884113181928764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884113181928764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884113181928764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/think-i-need-to-clean-my-windows.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115884110227382433</id><published>2006-09-21T22:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:18:22.296+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1986.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1986.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit lighter.  How bloody good does it look.  We're stoked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115884110227382433?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115884110227382433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115884110227382433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884110227382433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884110227382433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/bit-lighter.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115884107468596714</id><published>2006-09-21T22:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:17:54.696+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1994.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1994.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress pics.  It was a bit dark so i'll take  more photos in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115884107468596714?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115884107468596714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115884107468596714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884107468596714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115884107468596714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/progress-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115881620989582715</id><published>2006-09-21T15:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:23:29.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 60 minutes&lt;br /&gt;(20 laps - 10 in the morning and 10 at lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Squash – 60 minutes - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 60 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 60 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(10 laps in the morning and 10 at lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 15 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning – 30 minutes - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 45 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 45 minutes&lt;br /&gt;(10 laps of the dam in the morning and post office/shops at lunchtime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total minutes for week so far: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;285  minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops  I did have 3 squares of chocolate last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115881620989582715?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115881620989582715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115881620989582715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115881620989582715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115881620989582715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/exercise-update.html' title='Exercise update'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115871503257628803</id><published>2006-09-20T11:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T11:17:12.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/1600/P09-20-06_10.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/400/P09-20-06_10.32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always know when your husband has done something he feels really really bad about! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and so does everyone else in the office!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115871503257628803?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115871503257628803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115871503257628803&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115871503257628803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115871503257628803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115865376803206019</id><published>2006-09-19T18:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:16:08.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1981.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1981.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the main part where the BBQ and outdoor setting will go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115865376803206019?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115865376803206019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115865376803206019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865376803206019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865376803206019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-main-part-where-bbq-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115865373450168491</id><published>2006-09-19T18:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:15:34.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1980.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1980.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the bedroom&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115865373450168491?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115865373450168491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115865373450168491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865373450168491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865373450168491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/outside-bedroom.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115865361234550528</id><published>2006-09-19T18:13:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:13:32.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1979.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1979.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work in progress&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115865361234550528?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115865361234550528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115865361234550528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865361234550528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865361234550528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-in-progress.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115865359528235428</id><published>2006-09-19T18:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:13:15.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1983.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1983.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, the hill has gone and hidden under a tonne of clay!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115865359528235428?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115865359528235428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115865359528235428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865359528235428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115865359528235428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/oops-hill-has-gone-and-hidden-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115856381157104824</id><published>2006-09-18T17:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:16:51.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney and sleep</title><content type='html'>I have to go to a conference next Monday and Tuesday in Sydney.  I've decided that i'll get accommodation for the Sunday as well as the Monday, I really think a couple of child/husband free nights will do me the world of good as i'm feeling a bit like i'm stuck in quicksand at the moment.  I might even take myself down early on Sunday and have a quiet afternoon by myself.  OMG - how devine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I keep up my exercise between now and then I will shout myself a nice dinner!  Not sure about eating by myself but I guess I can take a book and look like a sad lonely bastard.  Little will onlookers know it will probably be the best night of my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115856381157104824?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115856381157104824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115856381157104824&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115856381157104824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115856381157104824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/sydney-and-sleep.html' title='Sydney and sleep'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115855301671644622</id><published>2006-09-18T14:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:21:23.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done &lt;strong&gt;60&lt;/strong&gt; minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(20 laps - 10 in the morning and 10 at lunch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Squash&lt;/strong&gt; – 60 minutes - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done &lt;strong&gt;60&lt;/strong&gt; minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done &lt;strong&gt;60&lt;/strong&gt; mins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(10 laps in the morning and 10 at lunch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done &lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt; minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cleaning – 30 minutes - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done &lt;strong&gt;45&lt;/strong&gt; minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done &lt;strong&gt;45 &lt;/strong&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(10 laps of the dam in the morning and post office/shops at lunchtime)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 15 minute walk -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 15 minute walk -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 15 minute walk -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total minutes for week so far&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;285 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oops  I did have 3 squares of chocolate last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115855301671644622?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115855301671644622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115855301671644622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115855301671644622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115855301671644622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/exercise.html' title='Exercise'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115845283448201987</id><published>2006-09-17T10:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:27:14.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5 weeks til D-Day</title><content type='html'>So today I have 5 weeks left of being in my 30's and hopefully 5 weeks left of being in the 70's!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating is going okay, we had visitors last night and had a BBQ and DH bought a box of those garlic and parmesan twists.  I think they're worth half a point each so I guess I ate about 9 of them (oops).  I also made chocolate covered strawberries - YUMMMM - but only ate two and made sure I had the ones with the least chocolate on.  Although there is still half a block of chocolate in the cupboard but I promise I won't touch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work begins on our backyard tomorrow, yay!!  It's such a useless space right now, I just know that we'll be spending loads of time out there once it is a useable space.  (See below for nasty before photos). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be finished (weather permitting) by the middle of this week and then we need to get the guys to come and quote on the awning (for the main part where the BBQ is) and the sail (for the part outside our bedroom). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping it will all be finished in time for my Birthday recovery BBQ on 22 October (which is my actual birthday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to hang out more washing now, it's a glorious day here.  Hope everyone is having a fabulous weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115845283448201987?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115845283448201987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115845283448201987&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845283448201987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845283448201987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/5-weeks-til-d-day.html' title='5 weeks til D-Day'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115845227549858008</id><published>2006-09-17T10:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:17:55.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1969.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1969.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in my new size 12 jeans!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115845227549858008?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115845227549858008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115845227549858008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845227549858008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845227549858008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-in-my-new-size-12-jeans.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115845222478780417</id><published>2006-09-17T10:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:17:04.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1976.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1976.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time my backyard will look so sad!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115845222478780417?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115845222478780417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115845222478780417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845222478780417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845222478780417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-last-time-my-backyard-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115845218501667905</id><published>2006-09-17T10:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:16:25.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1975.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1975.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top of the hill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115845218501667905?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115845218501667905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115845218501667905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845218501667905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845218501667905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/view-from-top-of-hill.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115845215176166708</id><published>2006-09-17T10:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:15:51.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1974.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1974.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bit outside our bedroom window which is always like a swamp, the water just doesn't drain away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115845215176166708?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115845215176166708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115845215176166708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845215176166708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845215176166708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-bit-outside-our-bedroom-window.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115845211489060875</id><published>2006-09-17T10:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:15:14.900+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1973.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1973.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the clothes line to "up the hill"!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115845211489060875?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115845211489060875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115845211489060875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845211489060875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845211489060875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/view-from-clothes-line-to-up-hill.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115845208541359371</id><published>2006-09-17T10:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:14:45.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1977.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/6327/320/RIMG1977.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ is not even level at the moment and it keeps sinking into the grass!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115845208541359371?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115845208541359371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115845208541359371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845208541359371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115845208541359371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/bbq-is-not-even-level-at-moment-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115820185167614136</id><published>2006-09-14T12:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:03:07.066+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange moods.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/1600/P09-14-06_10.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/320/P09-14-06_10.54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm feeling a bit devilish today for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Weight is down again.&lt;br /&gt;Life is bloody great right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: EN-AUfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;strike&gt;getting back under 75 kilos&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting back to virgin weight 73.3 kilos - 0.6 kilo to go&lt;br /&gt;getting into the 60's ie 69.9 kilos - 4 kilos to go&lt;br /&gt;getting to goal 66 kilos - 7.9 kilos to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115820185167614136?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115820185167614136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115820185167614136&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115820185167614136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115820185167614136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/strange-moods.html' title='Strange moods.....'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115786782644367847</id><published>2006-09-10T15:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T15:57:06.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away</title><content type='html'>I couldn't do my walk yesterday because it was raining cats and dogs and DS has a bad cough already so I wasn't going to chance taking him out in the awful weather.  Boo hoo.  Although I got plenty of exercise last night as we had a show and I was on my feet for nearly 7 hours.  It's a pity I can't wear my pedometer while we're doing the shows but I reckon I would have clocked up about 20,000 steps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still raining today, i'm sick of it.  Our backyard is like a swamp.  Thankfully we've had a good quote to do our concreting and start getting the yard into a useable space.  Hopefully they'll be able to start in a couple of weeks.  I'll take before, progress and after shots for all the voyeurs out there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being good with my food until the thought of KFC's new boneless fillets came into my head and I had to go out and get some.  It was fantastic, I would highly recommend it.  Actually no, I wouldn't - you really don't want to know how damn good that stuff is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow, boo hiss, I really think I need a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH and I just watched the Da Vinci Code.  It's been so long since I read the book I had kind of forgotten what happened.  I know a lot of people bagged the movie but I enjoyed it.  Now I have a choice between "In Her Shoes" and "Must Love Dogs", what a hard life eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115786782644367847?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115786782644367847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115786782644367847&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115786782644367847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115786782644367847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain rain go away'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115766219403196604</id><published>2006-09-08T06:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T06:49:54.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, this must be a joke!!</title><content type='html'>I know I shouldn't weigh myself every day, but i'm on a roll here and yes it probably won't last.  I can see you all shaking your heads!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;getting back under 75 kilos&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting back to virgin weight 73.3 kilos - 1 kilo to go &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting into the 60's ie 69.9 kilos - 4.4 kilos to go &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting to goal 66 kilos - 8.3 kilos to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115766219403196604?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115766219403196604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115766219403196604&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115766219403196604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115766219403196604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/come-on-this-must-be-joke.html' title='Come on, this must be a joke!!'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115761690632720817</id><published>2006-09-07T18:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T18:15:06.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What on earth is happening?</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what is going on with my weight or my scales but just for now i'm running with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Updated stats&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;getting back under 75 kilos&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting back to virgin weight 73.3 kilos - 1.5 kilos to go &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting into the 60's ie 69.9 kilos - 4.9 kilos to go &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting to goal 66 kilos - 8.8 kilos to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115761690632720817?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115761690632720817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115761690632720817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115761690632720817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115761690632720817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-on-earth-is-happening.html' title='What on earth is happening?'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115750976803012056</id><published>2006-09-06T12:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T12:29:28.033+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated stats:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Updated stats:  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting back under 75 kilos - 0.3 to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting back to virgin weight 73.3 kilos - 1.9 kilos to go &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting into the 60's ie 69.9 kilos - 5.3 kilos to go &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting to goal 66 kilos - 9.2 kilos to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I won't update my stats every day, but I feel like I need to keep on top of myself right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115750976803012056?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115750976803012056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115750976803012056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115750976803012056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115750976803012056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/updated-stats.html' title='Updated stats:'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115741573987582566</id><published>2006-09-05T10:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T10:22:19.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticker update</title><content type='html'>OK so i've updated my ticker today.  I've changed my goal weight from 63 to 66, which is the top of my healthy weight range, it means my short term goal is less and maybe I can just concentrate on small steps.  When I get to goal I will reassess and see how i'm feeling.  (note that I said "when" and not "if"!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next few goals:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting back under 75 kilos - 0.5 to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting back to virgin weight 73.3 kilos - 2.1 kilos to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting into the 60's ie 69.9 kilos - 5.5 kilos to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting to goal 66 kilos - 9.4 kilos to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will update these stats weekly to make sure i'm on track.  I would LOVE to tick the first three off before my birthday, but at this stage I will be happy with the first two gone and well on the way to goal number three.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115741573987582566?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115741573987582566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115741573987582566&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115741573987582566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115741573987582566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/ticker-update.html' title='Ticker update'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115718426723089911</id><published>2006-09-02T18:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:16:43.100+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops forgot to report in</title><content type='html'>Gained 1.6kg - i'm sure the shoes weigh a kilo (no I haven't weighed them, but actually that's not such a bad idea!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit:  For &lt;a href="http://chunky2spunky.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hayley's &lt;/a&gt;benefit - the shoes weigh 600 gms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've had a depressing weekend and tonight i've eaten crap.  I can't comment on many blogs, not sure why?  Sometimes it's depressing reading about how well other people are doing when i'm not doing very well at all.  Does anyone else ever feel like that, or am I just a freak of nature?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to get back in "The Zone" (borrowed from &lt;a href="http://cmmoc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coco&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115718426723089911?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115718426723089911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115718426723089911&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115718426723089911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115718426723089911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/oops-forgot-to-report-in.html' title='Oops forgot to report in'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115717399619982462</id><published>2006-09-02T14:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T15:13:16.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we save things for good?</title><content type='html'>I bought a new bed setting recently on Ebay and i've been saving it, for what I don't know - maybe til we get the house painted, which at this rate won't happen til we win Lotto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that i'm sick of sleeping in brown though, it's a little boring and we've had our current linen for about 3 years now. I'm a bit over it and in need of a change. To celebrate the arrival of spring, i've just changed to the new linen and here are the results, *drumroll* ...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD STUFF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/400/RIMG1959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NEW STUFF:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/400/RIMG1964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Much better!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115717399619982462?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115717399619982462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115717399619982462&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115717399619982462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115717399619982462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-do-we-save-things-for-good.html' title='Why do we save things for good?'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115715039014286753</id><published>2006-09-02T08:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:39:50.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New tactic</title><content type='html'>Ok i'm trying a new tactic today, whilst keeping in mind the "Stop Dicking Around" motto (thanks &lt;a href="http://www.idiet.blogspot.com"&gt;Kathryn&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it means i'm going to register a gain at WW this morning, but i'm okay with that, if all goes to plan it will be the last gain I register before my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP DICKING AROUND - ACTION NUMBER ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a stupid one, but it's all about how I feel.  I always wish I could wear my joggers to weigh in.  I know they're heavier than all of my other shoes, but they're so comfortable and I love them (although I do need a new pair and i'm thinking about shouting myself some soon).  It also looks better than wearing my other shoes with shorts (long shorts).  So i'm just going to wear them, cos although my weight will go up this week it means I can wear my joggers every week then and i'll be so much happier and more likely to walk around the shops more - meaning more incidental exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP DICKING AROUND - ACTION NUMBER TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never eat breakfast or even drink water before weigh in.  This is a problem because I wake up at 6am and have to wait til 9am for weigh in, so I go three hours without eating and then when I get home i'm starving and looking for any quick fix.  So, from today i'm having breakfast, a cup of coffee and if I want to drink water I will.  I have to stop being so obsessive about whether I weigh a couple of hundred grams heavier because I had a glass of water.  In the long run the weight will come off anyway if i'm doing the right thing, right?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP DICKING AROUND - ACTION NUMBER THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(also spins off onto other members of my family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I have been trying for ages to get DH to lose some weight and I know that you all say he has to want to do it for himself but he needs a push (he's male after all).  So .....  i've devised a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally DH does the dishes in the morning before he goes to work, it's his job.  I've told him for the next few weeks that I will do the dishes but he must get on the exercise bike.  I've also told him that whatever menu plan I get from WW this morning is what we will be following all week.  He has a lunch on Tuesday and i've told him he has to make a healthy choice (ie nothing fried - he always goes for fried).  There are plenty of healthier options than fried so i'm leaving this one with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP DICKING AROUND - ACTION NUMBER FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next - and the biggest one of all for DH - he's not allowed to drink beer if he doesn't exercise.  I've said that I won't drink either - but that's not too hard for me.  Plus I have been exercising and there's more of that to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether he agreed as he just made a grunting noise, but hopefully this will help him to lose a bit of weight before my birthday and a bit more before the wedding he's groomsman for in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck and remember not to scold me when I report a gain in a couple of hours ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115715039014286753?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115715039014286753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115715039014286753&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115715039014286753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115715039014286753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-tactic.html' title='New tactic'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115698100936629334</id><published>2006-08-31T09:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T09:36:49.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was very privileged last night to receive a photo of &lt;a href="http://jodieshan.blogspot.com"&gt;Jodie's &lt;/a&gt;gorgeous baby and she is absolutely beautiful.  It wouldn't be fair of me to post the first photo as that should be left to Jodie and Jamie, but she is gorgeous.  I'm sure you'll all see a photo soon.  Anyway it's on my mobile (which I left at home today - D'oh!! and being such a technophobe I wouldn't know how to download it anyway!! LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't go to squash last night cos DH was caught late at work.  I came in early to work today and did 10 laps around the dam (30 mins) and I feel much better for doing it.  I'm finding that exercise is really helping and i'm not feeling so tired.  DS is still waking up at night (or early morning rather) but he's getting better and even slept through a whole night on Tuesday!! Plus i'm happy that the scales are now moving in the right direction!!  Woohoo.  Fingers crossed for another loss this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about joining the local gym.  (Hang on, I know what you're thinking - did I come to the wrong blog?  Is this really Bri - or is it an imposter who has hacked into her blog!! Oh HAHA you people are SO funny!! NOT!!).  I just said i'm thinking about it okay, don't get too excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime i'm going to attempt 10 laps of the dam 4 days a week and i'm not stopping until the end of October, hopefully this will help me shed some more kilos before my birthday.  Which especially for &lt;a href="http://leighannesjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leighanne's &lt;/a&gt;benefit, is only 52 days away!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115698100936629334?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115698100936629334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115698100936629334&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115698100936629334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115698100936629334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-very-privileged-last-night-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115681550060719518</id><published>2006-08-29T11:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T11:38:20.630+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Weight Loss site</title><content type='html'>I was recently interviewed for a new weight loss site.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.wltips.com"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for the link. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story is &lt;a href="http://www.wltips.com/Briony.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look around, there are a lot of different programmes but the one thing everyone seems to have in common is determination!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115681550060719518?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115681550060719518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115681550060719518&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115681550060719518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115681550060719518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-weight-loss-site.html' title='New Weight Loss site'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115680766130598557</id><published>2006-08-29T09:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T09:27:41.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Are the Gods against me?</title><content type='html'>Today it's raining, but I was determined to walk anyway.  Crikey it's only 54 days til my birthday (oh god, now i'm scared - I hate it when I do the numbers!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off we set on our walk (my friend from work is coming with me) even in the drizzling rain (she brought disposable ponchos!!) and we got chased by bloody minor birds (? spelling mynah?  miner ?? whatever!!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say the start of our walk was turned into a running bolt back to the office.  We waited until the coast was clear and ducked off around the other side of the office in the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn birds - nick off I want to exercise and I don't need an excuse to stop - I have enough of my own!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be proud of me people, I did 25 minutes this morning even with the distractions!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115680766130598557?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115680766130598557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115680766130598557&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115680766130598557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115680766130598557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/are-gods-against-me.html' title='Are the Gods against me?'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115672135449008004</id><published>2006-08-28T09:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T09:20:52.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly exercise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 30 minutes (10 laps - 5 in the morning and 5 at lunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 25 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 15 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning – 30 minutes - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 40 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squash – 60 minutes - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oops not done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(DH had to work late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;done 30 mins (10 laps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;: 15 minute walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total minutes for week so far&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;140 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115672135449008004?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115672135449008004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115672135449008004&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115672135449008004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115672135449008004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/weekly-exercise.html' title='Weekly exercise'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115666307605568352</id><published>2006-08-27T17:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T06:16:42.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk 4 Women 2006</title><content type='html'>This is the walk i'm doing in 2 weeks' time. If you're interested in doing this walk (they are being held in most capital cities in Australia) please have a look at this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mercyministries.com.au/Galaball/index.php"&gt;Walk 4 Women 2006.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115666307605568352?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115666307605568352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115666307605568352&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115666307605568352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115666307605568352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/walk-4-women-2006.html' title='Walk 4 Women 2006'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115666209703243798</id><published>2006-08-27T16:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:03:30.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 'laxing Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/1600/RIMG1956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/320/RIMG1956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What are you doing there mister?"&lt;br /&gt;DS: "Just 'laxing Mummy"!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too cute. He says 'laxing instead of relaxing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have the poo and spew thing going on today. It's awful. I had tummy pains yesterday but I thought it was from lifting all those archive boxes on Friday, alas no!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DH had this earlier in the week so I should have known. Just hope I don't give it to DS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115666209703243798?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115666209703243798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115666209703243798&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115666209703243798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115666209703243798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-laxing-mummy.html' title='Just &apos;laxing Mummy'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115655207811775620</id><published>2006-08-26T10:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T10:27:58.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh in day</title><content type='html'>First of all the good news:  I lost 700g this week.  My eating has been pretty good, but seriously it's the exercise that's done it.  Now I have to keep it up and increase it every week so that I can be a 60's girl for my birthday and so that I can go shopping for a very incredibly sexy dress to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More good news (well maybe ...  LOL).  I'm entering into an 8km fun run (read WALK) in a couple of weeks.  You have to start somewhere right?  So I must keep up my walking so that I don't have a coronary during this walk and get myself on the news!! haha - not funny really but you know .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I need you all to give me a kick in the butt if it seems like i'm off track, cos as &lt;a href="http://www.idiet.blogspot.com"&gt;Kathryn &lt;/a&gt;says (and as &lt;a href="http://www.smallersue.blogspot.com"&gt;Sue &lt;/a&gt;kindly reminded me) "it's time to &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt; dicking around".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115655207811775620?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115655207811775620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115655207811775620&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115655207811775620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115655207811775620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/weigh-in-day.html' title='Weigh in day'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115620755694058264</id><published>2006-08-22T10:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T10:14:09.253+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation where are you?</title><content type='html'>Isn't it stupid when you know you're eating crap and you know it makes you feel worse, but you keep doing it anyway. I wish I could bottle the feeling I get when I get on the scales and I have a loss, the feeling when you've eaten within points all week and you get such a buzz cos you're feeling awake, alive, fantastic, skinny and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I remember that now and turn myself around again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if we knew the answer to that we'd be making a fortune selling our ideas to others in our position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll go and re-read a few of my early posts and see if I can't find a morsel of motivation in there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plan for this week&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk EVERY day at lunchtime, even if it's only for 5 or 10 minutes, it's better than nothing. This is the minimum I will be doing this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 10 minute walk - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 minutes done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (1 lap)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 10 minute walk - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 minutes done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (5 laps)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Cleaning at work (30 mins) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;40 minutes done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minute walk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22 minutes done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (7 laps)&lt;br /&gt;Squash (60 minutes) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;60 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 10 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boo hoo it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friday - 10 minute walk - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60 minutes working on the archives at work - this was a big job and my arms are aching today so I must have had a good workout!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - 10 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - 10 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKLY EXERCISE TOTAL:  209 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week i'll increase it to 15 minutes each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel hungry - drink water, eat fruit or have a cup of coffee and wait 15 minutes to see if it's really hunger or if it's my imagi-min-ation playing tricks on me (thanks Homer Simpson!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115620755694058264?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115620755694058264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115620755694058264&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115620755694058264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115620755694058264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/motivation-where-are-you.html' title='Motivation where are you?'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115605614848241948</id><published>2006-08-20T16:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T16:42:28.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad day</title><content type='html'>Last night we had some friends over for a BBQ.  I was starving when I went shopping for it and I bought HEAPS of crap - there were supposed to be kids coming - lots of kids and I thought I would treat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see where this is heading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, only 2 kids came and they didn't eat much at all.  All the crap was still there in the cupboard, calling my name.  I've been resisting it all day, but i'm tired (possibly a little hungover) and over it.  We didn't get to bed til 1.30am so my resistence is at an all time low.  I hung off as long as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just feel sick, guilty and putrid for eating some of it (vegemite sandwich on WHITE bread (big no-no) handful of cashews, handful of potato chips, 10 licorice allsorts and a mini snickers bar).  I know it's not much compared to some of my more decent and/or recent pig outs and it could have been much much worse, but I still feel this huge wave of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I haven't eaten anything else today as DS isn't very well and he's not eating either.  One of the kids that came last night ended up with a 'vomiting thing'.  Now DS has been saying today his tummy feels 'too big' and he wants me to put some cream on it.  He's so cute.  I hope he's not getting the vomiting thing too.  He's had some corker dirty nappies today though so hopefully he'll be feeling better once he wakes up (he's just gone down for a nap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a hair cut yesterday and he just looks so grown up.  They won't recognise him at daycare without his little mullet!! LOL.  I'll try and get a photo through the week, couldn't be arsed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great weekend.  The weather has been outstanding.  Can't wait to hear how the Sydney girls went with the hula hooping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115605614848241948?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115605614848241948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115605614848241948&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115605614848241948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115605614848241948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-day.html' title='A bad day'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115594849685415395</id><published>2006-08-19T10:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:48:16.893+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dentist</title><content type='html'>So I went back to the dentist this morning, this is my third appointment.  When I went last time she wouldn't do anything because I was so distressed and she said it would be better if I came back and saw another dentist who could give me gas to calm me down.  She also had said I needed root canal therapy and that's pretty major so, I figured I WOULD need the gas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dentist today was really nice (it was a man) but he said he's not willing to do root canal therapy now.  He's 70% sure that the nerve in my tooth is dying and that's why i'm occasionally getting pain there.  There's also a HUGE filling in there that I had done probably 20 years ago and it's very close to the nerve.  I probably will have to have the nerve removed eventually but he wants to wait until i'm actually having the pain so that he can check that it's what needs to be done, otherwise it will be root canal therapy that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm happy because I escaped again, but i'm still in limbo and something will have to be done eventually.  In the meantime though, i'll just hope the pain never comes back and then i'll be okay!!  hahaha - wishful thinking.  I know, i'm such a whimp and Yes, I did wiggle my toes (can't remember who suggested that, and it did work a little to take my mind off what was happening). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a worse note, I went to weigh in this morning and registered a GAIN of 2.1kg.  Oops - I haven't been tracking, planning or eating well so I know exactly why it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm going to be a goal by my birthday (probably impossible now but i'll try) I really have to pull my finger out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping I have a better week next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115594849685415395?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115594849685415395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115594849685415395&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115594849685415395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115594849685415395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/dentist.html' title='The Dentist'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115578234508427008</id><published>2006-08-17T12:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T12:39:05.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5 strange things .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;5 Strange things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://leighannesjournal.blogspot.com"&gt;Leighanne &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://hollygoheavily.blogspot.com"&gt;FatBitch&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm sure everyone else has been tagged already but if not consider yourself tagged now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with others I had trouble containing my strange things to only 5 but here goes (I also don’t have the 5 strangest things here, I’ve picked an assortment from different levels of strangeness!! LOL):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  When I eat pretzels or chips I have to eat the broken and smaller pieces first.  I leave the big whole ones til last.  I always eat them in order of smallest to largest, most broken to least broken etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I have this “thing” with the number 5.  I have to do things in multiples of 5.  Examples:  putting on deoderant, I will do 5 up and 5 down rolls on each underarm.  I’m not as bad as I used to be, but it still happens with some things.  I used to count my steps in fives and if I was singing or humming a tune – it would have to have 5 notes each time I sang.  It’s really strange I know, but hey blame the girls who tagged me!!!  And yes I know that there’s a medical term for people like me but it doesn’t affect my everyday life it’s just one of those “strange” things.  Maybe I should take this one out and do a new number 2?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I cannot drink alcohol out of plastic glasses or cups.  If I’m going to a BBQ or party where I think there will be plastic cups I always take my own wine glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Most people put their shoes and socks on like this –&lt;br /&gt;SOCK, SOCK, SHOE, SHOE, TIE THE LACE ,TIE THE LACE &lt;br /&gt;but I do it like this:&lt;br /&gt;SOCK, SHOE, TIE THE LACE, SOCK, SHOE, TIE.THE LACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  When I’m sending an email or doing a blog post I have to read and re-read every time I add another paragraph.  I’m really anal about spelling and grammar (I am the grammar nazi from hell) and I’m very pedantic about it.  Probably no surprises there though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, goodbye to all the people who now think i'm a lunatic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115578234508427008?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115578234508427008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115578234508427008&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115578234508427008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115578234508427008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/5-strange-things.html' title='5 strange things .....'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115545125248364694</id><published>2006-08-13T16:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T16:53:34.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/1600/RIMG1929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5248/1200/320/RIMG1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bloggers dinner was great. I met some really lovely women and I feel privileged to have been invited along. I hope we can have another dinner very soon as I only made it half way around the table to speak to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had taken more photos but I think I must have been too busy talking! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115545125248364694?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115545125248364694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115545125248364694&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115545125248364694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115545125248364694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/bloggers-dinner.html' title='Bloggers Dinner'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115508314930945119</id><published>2006-08-09T10:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T10:29:40.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Trepidation</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;epidation&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;trep·i·da·tion &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.reference.com/premium/login.html?rd=2&amp;u=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fbrowse%2Ftrepidation"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;( P ) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="linksrc" title="Click for guide to symbols." onclick="ahdpop();return false;" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/ahd4/pronkey.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pronunciation Key&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (trp-dshn)n.&lt;br /&gt;A state of alarm or dread; apprehension. See Synonyms at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=fear"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;An involuntary trembling or quivering. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Saturday i'm meeting some of the big shots of the blogging world (or at least some of the big shots of MY blogging world). Some I know very well (as much as you can when you haven't met someone in person) some I know a little about and there are a few whose blogs I haven't managed to read yet, hopefully i'll get to do that before Saturday as i've bookmarked them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel nervous and I have a sick feeling in my tummy. I've been eating stacks and I don't know why, except that i'm worried that when these people meet me in person they won't like me. I always eat when i'm stressed and worried. You would think I would have learned better than that by now!! But no .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've turned back into a 16 year old by worrying about what to wear and how to do my hair and what if they don't like me and what if i'm not as smart as them and what if I say the wrong thing. The worst one though is "what if they think i'm fat". I'm seriously in need of some psychotherapy I think. What is wrong with me? I'm nearly 40 years old. I'm honest in my blog and I don't do "fluff" so I just have to be myself and stop worrying so much about what other people think and if everyone stops commenting on my blog i'll really know that I stuffed up!! (You know I really wanted to use ANOTHER word there!! hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for my very good friend &lt;a href="http://feedmysoulnow.blogspot.com"&gt;Michelle &lt;/a&gt;who i've already met, we'll walk in together and it won't be so bad for us!! There's nothing worse than having to walk into somewhere on your own when you don't know people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that's the thing though, I know a lot about these people (well "you" actually if you're one of us!!). We just haven't met in person. We bloggers share a lot. I actually share more on my blog than I do with some of my closest non-blog friends. It will be like the characters of a book coming to life, or meeting your favourite movie star (Colin Firth) or singer (Robbie Williams is mine &lt;a href="http://mypinkshorts.blogspot.com"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will just be so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've often read about bloggers meets and wish I was there, now I wonder if anyone else gets this nervous beforehand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know ONE person who does!! haha - you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115508314930945119?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115508314930945119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115508314930945119&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115508314930945119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115508314930945119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/trepidation.html' title='Trepidation'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115482972666354246</id><published>2006-08-06T11:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:42:09.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: LONG POST AHEAD .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is a breakdown of my excuses and what happened about them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had to change my dentist's appointment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got an appointment for Tuesday week - at night time, it was no drama. Now I just have to forget about it til then so I don't work myself up into a frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't be able to weigh in at Weight Watchers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have registered a gain anyway. I knew that 2.4 loss last week was too freaky to be true! I will have to get back on track (more on that later) and be good all week so that I can at least stay the same for next week. I have no idea what i'm weighing as I haven't been on the scales since last Thursday morning. Hard to believe I know, but true nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll miss my little DS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't miss me ONE bit. He had a ball. I'm sure Nanna fed him crap the whole time we were gone, but he's okay. He gave us a big hug when we got back there to pick him up and then continued what he was doing. Just goes to show that I miss him more than he misses me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who will feed the goldfish?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, poor little Nemo has gone to the big goldfish bowl in the sky. This happened on the morning that we went away. DS hasn't even noticed yet that the tank is empty. I'm hoping he won't notice, i'm hoping that I will have time to clean the tank, get the water right and buy a new "Nemo (Mark II) before he notices, and he won't be any the wiser. It's my fault. I haven't looked after him. I kept saying "i'm too busy, i'll clean the tank next weekend" oops BIG OOPS. I promise to look after the next one better. &lt;em&gt;(edit: DS just woke up while I was cleaning the tank and noticed that Nemo was gone. I lied and told him that he was in the shed cos I had to clean the tank and we can't put him back in til tomorrow. I'm such a bad mother.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The house is a pig-sty and I should be home cleaning up&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well i've been doing that today and since I don't go back to work til Wednesday I should have that all sorted out by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to do the groceries.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating crap all weekend (Maccas, cheese and biscuits, champagne, Peanut M&amp;M's, lollies, etc). I really need to get back on track. I'm going to make a list and go do the shopping after dinner tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH and I had a nice time in Port Macquarie. Rydges was gorgeous. The room was huge. We ended up going over to Panthers (the old RSL) and watching a guy sing. He was quite good. We had a few snacks and drinks in our room while we were getting ready so we didn't have dinner, but when we got home at about midnight we were starving so ordered room service. I fell asleep before it got there and DH polished off most of it himself and YES I did get a great night's sleep AND a sleep in til 8am - it's the first 8 hours sleep i've had in about three years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about the room was the mirror. They had one of those cheating mirrors from the fun house at Luna Park that make you look skinnier than you are. I LOVED IT. I wanted to bring it home with me. The me I saw in the mirror is the me I want to be. I looked tiny. It was fantastic. I tried to take a photo but they didn't really work very well, in fact they're shit. I'm sure there's a way I could have taken the photo to get it to come out, but photographer i'm not, so I won't be posting any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great thing was that I left my hairspray at home (stay with me, this is going somewhere) and I had to race over to Target to get a new can so I could curl my hair and be beautiful. While I was in Target I saw the most divine skirt. Sort of coffee coloured. I grabbed a size 14 and without trying it on just paid for it, the hairspray and left the shop. This skirt is THE most comfortable skirt i've ever worn in my life, it's gorgeous. It kind of made me think that maybe I should have got the size 12 cos it will probably be too big soon, but never mind - i'll just wear it everywhere so I get the use out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wore my black top, my new brown skirt and my black boots. Just as an aside, but maybe too much information for some people. I haven't worn a skirt for ages because of my fat, chaffy thighs and it was always way too uncomfortable. I didn't have any stocking or pantyhose so I chanced it - not one bit of chaffing - NOT ONE!! I felt so comfortable and not fat or fugly at all. What a great feeling, I love it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fast forward to the next morning. We were packing up to get ready to go back and pick DS up and I saw the tag that DH had taken off my skirt the night before. I picked it up to put it in the rubbish, but something caught my eye and I had to have a better look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can all see where this is heading right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said "Size 12". Nah, I thought - they must have put the wrong tag on the skirt. So I went and got the skirt back out of my bag - Yep, Size 12!! The thing that really stumps me is that when I thought it was a size 14 I was thinking I should have got the smaller size! Pfffft - not possible. I'm not ready for size 10 yet, that's just ridiculous. No-one would believe me anyway! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Edit:  For those of you who are asking "Yes" I will probably be wearing the skirt on Saturday night!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115482972666354246?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115482972666354246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115482972666354246&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115482972666354246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115482972666354246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-shit.html' title='Oh shit'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115456823146214560</id><published>2006-08-03T11:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:23:51.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'>One night</title><content type='html'>DH and I are having a night away.  Yikes, i'm a bit scared!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're dropping DS at my MIL's and going to Port Macquarie for tomorrow night.  I'm not sure if this is a good thing, or a bad thing.  I  have tomorrow off as I have to take DS to the doctor's in the morning.  DH was trying to get Sunday off as well and we were going to go to Canberra to surprise my sister, but we can't do it, they just won't give him the day off.  It's hard to do anything when your husband has to work every weekend, we never get time away, in fact we rarely see each other at all, and I should be happy that we're getting one night away together, but .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to change my dentist's appointment. &lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to weigh in at Weight Watchers.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my little DS.&lt;br /&gt;Who will feed the goldfish?&lt;br /&gt;The house is a pig-sty and I should be home cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;I need to do the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm worrying uneccesarily about trivial things that don't matter cos i'm scared about spending a night alone with my husband!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115456823146214560?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115456823146214560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115456823146214560&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115456823146214560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115456823146214560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-night.html' title='One night'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115438959987349974</id><published>2006-08-01T09:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T09:46:39.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Downhill run ...</title><content type='html'>Not doing very well this week, I feel like i'm on a downhill run and getting out of control.  I'm also feeling mighty unhappy for some reason and very bloated.  My eating hasn't been too bad, but i'm just so very very tired.  DS is still waking up EVERY night and i'm up with him for a couple of hours at a time.  It's exhausting to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;I think i'm also retaining fluid.  I feel huge and the scales say i've put on 1.5kg since Saturday, that's just not possible because my eating has been 90% good and the other 10% hasn't been really really bad, just a bit extra.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, need to get back on track &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115438959987349974?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115438959987349974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115438959987349974&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115438959987349974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115438959987349974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/08/downhill-run.html' title='Downhill run ...'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115413513654872594</id><published>2006-07-29T10:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:05:36.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh in No 10.</title><content type='html'>I didn't weigh in last week (big hangover!!).  So I was quite surprised when I got on the scales at WW and the lady told me I had lost 2.4 kg!  WTF????  I said "are you sure", she told me to get back on the scales and yep, I lost 2.4kg!  Pffft.  I have no idea what I did (obviously this is a loss for two weeks not just one).  I haven't exercised except for playing squash on a Wednesday night and I haven't been tracking, but I must be doing something right.&lt;br /&gt;My scales at home showed a loss of 400gms for the week so i'm happy with that.  Not long now til i'm a 60's chick! &lt;br /&gt;One of my biggest phobias in life is the dentist.  I haven't been for about 6 years and even then I had the initial appointment and never went back, i'm such a big wuss.  Anyhow, I made an appointment through the week and they fitted me in this morning at 8.30am.  I didn't wuss out and not turn up.  I was very brave and I went (and I cried, but that's okay, it's better to be scared and go than to be scared and not turn up, right??). &lt;br /&gt;They were lovely, really nice people and very respectful and mindful of my situation.  I had to fill in a form when I got there, as you do, which asked if I had any allergies.  I said "dentists" haha.  Even in times of stress I still have my sense of humour.  The dentist explained everything she was doing and she was so gentle with me.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back next week and have a filling removed, some grinding done and the filling put back.  I'm okay about it because they were so nice.  I'm still going to be scared but i'm going to do this.  I'm so proud of myself today.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115413513654872594?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115413513654872594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115413513654872594&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115413513654872594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115413513654872594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/07/weigh-in-no-10.html' title='Weigh in No 10.'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27659352.post-115404150439834155</id><published>2006-07-28T09:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T09:05:04.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>DS was sick yesterday and I had to take him to the doctor.  I used this as an excuse to eat crap.  Not a lot of crap like the old me, but crap none the less.  It will be my own fault if I can't register a loss at WW tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27659352-115404150439834155?l=beingkindertome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/feeds/115404150439834155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27659352&amp;postID=115404150439834155&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115404150439834155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27659352/posts/default/115404150439834155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingkindertome.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Briony</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
