viva la france!

sport teaches one many an important life lesson. yesterday's rugby world cup taught us never count anyone out till the final whistle is blown. oh and of course that french men are divine. the french came from behind to beat the tournament favourites new zealand. do they have a hakka for when they get their asses wupped?? apologies to the many all blacks fans out there but i've got a soft spot underdogs.

in other excting domestic news spring cleaning in full force at home what with the festival a mere week away. seriously where did these last three weeks go?? there's actually enough room in the storeroom now to fit more than a foot in. i had forgotten that the wardrobe in there had a mirror. was supposed to pop in to jb to get some kueh but the late night watching rugby kinda negated that possibility.

spent saturday getting the shop on with azzy-bazzy. sigh. now if only everyday was that fun. but then of course we would quickly run out of shoe space. talking of shoes i've confessed my fondness for them to immy, who says the rule of the house is gonna be that for every new pair purchased two are gonna have to be gotten rid of. but he's open to creative use of negociation of course :) i've bought three pairs this month alone. two wedges and a pair of gold ballet flats. le sigh.

ok i've got two weeks before i leave for sri lanka. looking to step up the workout routine, especially after fasting. gonna go on the no-carb-at-night diet. and start the food log again. i'm at peace with my body at this point but miss the tone and muscle definition. will get there again with a little more time in the gym and waching what i put in my mouth. i'm now 68kg, looking to go down to 60kg by next july. so watch this space.