I've turned into a gym junkie, I'm addicted. Ha, just kidding! I have been going but I hardly think 4 sessions (number 61) qualifies me as some sort of addict. Besides, it still bores the pants off me. Although with a decent playlist on my iPod I can just about suffer the pain.
We had some friends round for dinner on Saturday so that's one strike for sitting at the table (number 54) and one for holding a dinner party (number 71). Unfortunately no new recipes to tick off as Mr Fanny cooked fajitas. Which meant I could sit back and relax (until the washing up needed doing). I bought the chicken from the butchers (number 40) along with some bootiful Cumberland sausages and big rashers of bacon which we demolished for breakfast the next day.
I might inadvertantly be about to complete two weeks without takeaways (number 67). Which is quite surprising given my curry addiction. Last takeaway was a pizza on 13 January so just two more days to go. And I think I might celebrate with a curry on Friday night when Mr Fanny is out on the lash. Bliss!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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