He no longer looks like Chewbacca, a bit of a shame as I like him scruffy. The trouble is he has to be bathed twice a week for his skin and all that hair just gets in the way.
While he was being pampered I got stuck into one of the WIPs, I think a Woop woop is in order.
Sprawled across the Toyota.
The back, I like to add a little repeat of the front. I quilted it from top to bottom either side of the red sashing with a serpentine stitch.
Multi coloured spotty binding, just because.
I love dots.
I have the next finish lined up ready to get on with, the chevrons rows are nearly together, just 1 more seam on each row. Then it will not take long to sew 12 rows together.
I did consider making a few more HSTs and making a bigger quilt but have kept it 36" square, a nice baby size. Somebody is bound to have a baby this year, I hope.
The small stack on the right just needs joining to the other one. I will look for backing and binding later There is quite a bit of baby fabric in the stash.
Dinner was home made soup with left over Yorkshire puddings crisped up in the mini oven, lush. Ben likes them too.
I watched a bit of that Katie Whoosit on telly the other day, apparently she has been stirring up half the country with her strong views on the Obese. I saw her stuffing her face to gain weight and looking miserable about it. I see people mindlessly stuffing random food into their faces while walking round the shops and some of what she says is all too true.
The problem is that it is all too easy to generalise, this is a case where one size does not fit all. Sorry about that.
Yes there are many many people who just have to learn to Put The Fork Down, get off the sofa and go for a walk.
There are also many many who have a terrible relationship with food and do not have the power to stop or in some cases start eating.
I am at the top end of my weight guideline and feel slow and sluggish, I am walking more and making a determined effort to make wise choices at meal times. Having said that I have been busy today so had brunch, a small bit of left over pie, and then my dinner. I did take Ben to the groomers in the car but walked down to fetch him.
That reminds me, I had another Blonde moment yesterday. I had a parcel to post so walked Ben down to the Post office. I got in, queued up and got to the counter only to find that my purse was at home, DUH. Off we toddled back. By the time I had found said purse it had started to drizzle so I drove down and posted the parcel. On coming out of the shop I noticed that the groomers was open so ran over and got Ben booked in for this morning.
I was so chuffed that I started straight off home, walking. Half way home I realised that the car was back at the shop. Howzat!
When I am busy I do not think about food unless I feel nauseous or start to growl. When I am just pootling about I can graze for ages and then come to my senses with little idea of how much I have stuffed in.
Mostly I do not buy very much naughty stuff, the Christmas chocolate has been put away, all but the started stuff and I am staying very aware of what I am eating.
I have worked with the anorexic, bulimic, the greedy and the ones who use food as a punishment/reward/attention substitute. I come firmly into the greedy category, for years I could eat what I liked and the weight never came. Now it is a different story, I need to stay aware. It is so easy to say but not so easy to do.
I have a friend who is obese and also diabetic, her mobility is impaired due to arthritis and breathing problems, she went to her GP for help and he told her to join weight watchers. While our health care professionals dish out that sort of uncaring comment the issues will only get worse.
There is no easy answer, there hardly ever is. In my case I am going to limit how much I put on my plate by using a smaller one. Then I am going to keep a check on the fat in my food, I do this already, I do not use sugar but like a slice or 3 of cake. This just means that if I bake I must then portion it up and freeze it.
I am going to resurrect one of my old habits and keep a plastic container of chopped celery, peppers, carrot sticks and so on in the fridge. A handful of that when the urge to nibble comes over me should do the trick.
Please do not take any of this as a personal slight, it is just my take on something that I picked up at random. It was pertinent to me and opened my eyes YET AGAIN. It is easy enough to talk the talk. Now I have to walk the walk, not nearly so easy.
On that note I am going to find my coat, and Bens and get out for 20 minutes break.