I love school holidays so much. Much more than my school going daughter I suspect. No waking up to the buzz on my Fitbit. No dragging my tired body to the sink. No desperate need to pump myself up with a strong morning drink. No hectic schedules to deal with. No grumpy child to handle. I love school holidays!!But then, nothing lasts forever. In exactly 16 days time, we will be crashing back to reality. Sigh …Princess has been working on her school work consistently since the beginning of the school holidays, albeit at a much reduced pace. Yes, even though school is out, we are still trying to keep the engine warm by going through more challenging areas of each subject. Gone is the era when a kid could have the whole six weeks of holidays without ever touching a textbook. And woe to that.I am going to enjoy these last few days of holidays while I can.
Showing posts from December, 2014
Last Sunday morning, I was in a jovial mood when I stepped on the machine but by the time I got off it, say 15 seconds later, I was quite the opposite.That darn machine is broken! It has to be! If not, why on earth would I be two kilos heavier than I was 18 years ago?I doubt it was the 5 (or was it 7?) scrumptious buffet lunches/dinners I had in the past three weeks. I seriously doubt it was the cheesecakes and chocolate cakes which I bought whole instead of in slices. Neither would I think it was my experiments with granolas, scones, compound butters and pineapple tarts have anything whatsoever to do with it. I don’t!It is just that my weighing machine IS faulty. Period.But I like to hedge my bets a little. Just a little, you know what I mean? So I went grocery shopping with a very different list and ended up with for dinner.Roasted chicken with orange and avocado salad. Throw in chopped cucumbers and cilantro. Drizzle my go-to salad dressing. Stir through and chomp away.I envisage t…