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Love me or hate me, both are in my favor..If you love me, I'll always be in your heart..If you hate me, I'll always be in your mind ~Shakespeare

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Day 1

I had my induction in to Jenny Craig last night so today was officially my first day on the 'diet'. But something doesn't feel right. I'm full, I'm not hungry and I've been eating all day long. At least it feels like it. Snacking when I don't normally snack, eating breakfast when I don't normally eat...etc....how can it be a diet when I'm eating so much food? Bit scared that I'm not doing it right, that I'm over indulging because yeah....not hungry!
Oh and the food I had today was delicious. Thoroughly enjoyed it all. For dinner I got to have char grilled chicken and salsa and pumpkin mash and it was just divine. Was able to have a dinner roll and some zucchini with it too so was just great.

Waiting for the hungry to hit.

Oh, and I went walking on my lunch break. Going to do that every day!

So overall, day 1 was a breeze *thumbs up*

Sunday, June 05, 2011

Decision has been made

I saw a picture of myself today. Now, I know that I have put on weight - don't need a PHD to realise that, but to actually see me and then see a video of me too, ugh, REVOLTING! Was talking to a lady, that I hope will become a friend (we have become facebook buddies to keep in touch lol) who has been doing Jenny Craig. She looks GREAT
I have been opposed to JC in the past as I've always thought it was really expensive. And where it is, I NEED to find the money for it. I have spent thousands this year on lawyers, so now I'm going to invest some money in myself. 

This is now going to be a diary of a fat girl blog. Suck it up, or stop reading. I don't really care. This isn't really for anyone else to read, it's for me to vent.

I'll come back and vent after I start the program. Will have to be next pay day...just under 2 weeks away. I'm going to 'get in the zone' between then and now :)

Monday, May 30, 2011

Working for a Living

I can remember absolutely loving my job - and it wasn't that long ago. Trying to work out what happened, what changed, what got me to the place I'm at now? The place where I dread going to sleep at night as it means that morning will be here too soon and I'm due back there.


I want to want to go to work. I want to want to do what I do every day. I want to care.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Another Pitbull attack on a young child

I'm an animal lover. I have children, I can relate to both sides of this argument. My stance on it is, if a new law to prevent the ownership of dangerous breeds in New Zealand would protect both dog and child from ignorant adult, then I would support this law. Personally I've never known a nasty pit but then I've never known any naive dog owner. It's sad, for all involved and again, the ignorant few will ruin it for the responsible majority.

                    A picture of a happy red-nose pit playing with his soft toy - loving the sun on his face.

A small child playing with a blue pit in a sand box

I think this picture speaks for itself. This is scary!

                                                     An example of a pit attack - to the extreme obviously.

An example of what people do to pitbulls. This poor dog is suffering from acid burns - a sick but common offence on these dogs.

                                                                     Token cute puppy picture

                                                        I completely agree with this banner



Read the above link if you're not all one sided on the Pitbull debate. Even if you are, might open your eyes a little to the ignorance, and the typical media tactics of scaring the bejesus out of people. In saying that, they can be absolutely lethal in the wrong hands which is why they're used as fighting dogs. Their want to please their master means they'll do absolutely anything you ask of them, to the very best of their ability - they will always give 110%.

I feel for the dogs. I feel for the poor children that have been mauled. I am angry at the stupid people that raised a confused dog. Very angry.




Saturday, May 28, 2011

Jeff Conaway

R.I.P Jeff Conaway
October 5, 1950 – May 27, 2011



Rizzo: I've got so many hickies people will think I'm a leper.
Kenickie: Relax... A hickie from Kenickie is like a Hallmark card, when you only care enough to send the very best!
Rizzo: You pig!
Kenickie: Oh, I love it when you talk dirty!

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Reverend Jim Ignatowski: Psst. What does a yellow light mean?
Bobby Wheeler: Slow down.
Reverend Jim Ignatowski: OK. What... does... a... yellow... light... mean?
Bobby Wheeler: Slow down!
Reverend Jim Ignatowski: OK. Wwwwhhhaaaat dooeesss aaaa yyyeeeellllowwww lllliiiight mmmmeeeannn?
Bobby Wheeler: Slow down!
Reverend Jim Ignatowski: OK. Wwwwwwhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaat dddddddoooooooeeeeeesssssssss aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa yyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllloooooooowwwwwwwww liiiiiiiiiigggggghhhhhtt mmmmmeeeeeeaaaaaan?

Let's Blog!

Hello world :)

I thought I should try out this blogging thing - seems so 2011! Since kerbing my World of Warcraft addiction (I haven't even looked at the game in over 6 weeks), I seem to have a little more time on my hands. It's pretty scary looking back and seeing how many hours a day I played that game, how much time I wasted. Oh well, no more! Now I can add WoW to my arsenal of 'Stuff I've given up', along with smoking, drinking, rec drugs and biting my fingernails. I have such pretty fingernails now..........

I suppose I should really introduce myself, never know who finds this and decides to have a read.

My name is Sonya and I'm a 35 (nearly 36) mother of 3 gorgeous sons, two of whom live with me. My eldest son, who will be 15 this year (where the heck do the years go!!) lives with his father in Nelson and we don't see each other nearly as much as I'd like. He's a bloody good kid!
My middle son has just turned 7. He is also a bloody good kid. He's funny, intelligent, loving, sensitive and I just adore him.
My baby son, aww, he'll be 5 in just over 2 weeks time. I was thinking the other day about how I wish I could have hit pause on him growing up. He's totally ready to be 5, and to go to school and branch out on that next exciting era of his life - me, not so much. We are in the middle of planning his birthday party, to be held next weekend at Rainbow's End. I've booked the session, I have prepaid for the cake that I pick up next Saturday, all the friends that he invited have said they're coming - it's all go!  I am determined for him to have the best 5th birthday EVER!

Right - it's Saturday morning and I'm sitting in my bed typing this out while Seth (my youngest), sits beside me watching Spiderman 3 on the dumb-box. I have a lot of house work I should be doing, it looks like a Chinese Laundrette around here right now with all the rain that we've been having....motivation, come to me!!

I am going to use this blog to throw down my thoughts often instead of them floating around in my head.

There is a lot going on around me at the moment that doesn't involve me at all but I find myself thinking of it and wondering how many people need to get hurt before they all just stop? It started as one thing and has blown up into a whole new thing, with more and more people getting dragged in to it and more and more people getting hurt over it. Seems a bit silly in my mind. I guess it just has to be played out now, let the chips fall where they fall. For those of  you reading this that have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure even you can relate - being a person in a situation, on the outside looking in, watching it spiral out of control, watch people get the wrong end of the stick and run with it anyway....

Oh and before I sign off, for those that do know what I'm referring to, I'm saying it. In bold letters even so you will not misquote me: 
"I do NOT condone bullying, in any shape, in any form, or in any environment"