As today was Mother’s Day, I decided to don an apron and make a nice homely Sunday roast for Mrs. DDWT – whom will tell you I’m sure that I make a pretty darn good roast dinner.
Just to make things a wee bit different, I did lamb for a change as we very rarely steer away from beef, chicken or pork. I’m glad to say that the verdict was a massive thumbs up!
In the afternoon it was time to visit my Mam and do the usual Mother’s Day honours and have a nice supper with them as well.
I suppose in retrospect, whilst typing all this stuff in I realise how much ‘junk’ I’ve eaten today is going to affect my weight – especially after weighing first thing this morning (16st 10lbs)!
Despite our usual jaunt to the shops – standard practice for most households on a Saturday I’m sure – I spent a considerable amount of time in front of the TV, which is rather unusual for me it must be said.
With Wales taking on the old enemy England in our final Six Nations match of the season and at the same time trying to avoid the wooden spoon, I decided to watch the game more in anticipation than expectation. Much to my surprise (but pleasure) Wales turned in a great performance – by this season’s standards – and won 27-18. The house of DDWT was so excited we even managed to get DDWT Junior into the spirit of things – which resulted in “C’mon Whales” for the rest of the evening! As an ex-semi professional rugby player myself, it was a good day and to beat England made it all the more sweeter.
After the excitement of the early evening had subsided a little, we settled down to watch the play-off for the UK’s Eurovision song contest entry. Bemused, mortified, dumbfounded were just some of the words I would use to describe the crap I witnessed – huh music my arse!
Despite Lee Trundle’s missus – Liz McClarnon – being involved in the play-off, I still couldn’t bring myself to call it “music”. But hey we are talking about Eurovision aren’t we, so what should I expect other than a load of crap EU propaganda pop. Even the stalwart of eurovision Terry Wogan made a complete cock-up when announcing the winner (or not as the case maybe be). ‘Scooch’ were the eventual winners (after the confusion) – need I say more with a name like that? So Terry, I think you were right the first time mate!
Yes indeed, today is a big big day as it’s my 36th birthday! I know it sounds daft but I don’t like being 36, not because I’m a year older – as believe it or not that doesn’t bother me – it’s because I don’t like the number 36. I felt the same when I was 34, but hey I’m not going to wish my life away – I enjoy it far too much for that *smile*
The guys and gals in work made a nice fuss as well with lots of cards – as can be seen above – and a special mention must go to Lance who bought me 4 cans of Magners. Lance you’re a top banana matey. As is the case whenever it’s anyones birthday in work – the birthday boy/girl gets to buy the cakes, so I did a quick de-tour into Tesco’s this morning to stock on on a variety of lovely cakes (oh and a banana for me as I NEVER eat cakes in work).
For whatever reason, I decided that today would be the day that I start using Labels on my blog for categorising stuff. Maybe it was because I felt that at 36 I should be more organised (snigger) or maybe (and more likely) it’s because I get fed up doing the code for the Technorati tags every darn post. Hmm, it must be the latter!
Despite it being my birthday, I simply couldn’t let the day go by without doing some exercise, so I headed off for a 14 mile spin down to Gowerton and back on my trusty old moutain bike. It also made me feel less guilty about the prospect of stuffing my face with buffet food at the family party this evening as well!
The party was more for DDWT Junior’s benefit than mine (honest guv) but having said that we all had a great time. My birthday cake was picked by his knibs and it came as no surprise really when I saw it was a “dinowar”. It was very nice though – as sponge cakes go – and no doubt he’ll return the favour and select again when it’s Mrs DDWT’s birthday.
So all in all I’ve had a good day and the Swans related pressies that I had were pukka as well. Maybe being 36 ain’t so bad after all.
Another lovely sunny day here in Swansea meant that my lunchtime run was most enjoyable. Well what I mean to say is that the conditions were enjoyable, even if the pain I felt going round wasn’t! There’s not much gas in my tank at the moment, but at least by being in bed that wee bit earlier last night meant I didn’t quite feel as zonked today.
Razor and I had to change our running route once again – due to work still being done on Trafalgar Bridge – and our little detour ensured that we broke the 30 minutes barrier, albeit by just 19 seconds.
For those of you with young children – whom happen to have a fascination with dinosaurs like DDWT Junior – let me present the perfect fashion accessory, as found by Mrs DDWT in George at Asda (Morfa Swansea branch).
These plush £6 slippers – known as ‘Leftie’ and ‘Rightie’ – are a must have for any dinosaur loving nipper and an extremely useful bargaining tool for any child whom refuses to wear shoes/slippers/booties or whatever item of footwear.
With it being a Monday and still feeling zonked after the weekend, my enthusiasm levels weren’t exactly high today and this was reflected in my rather grumpy/irritable mood.
Thankfully the lunchtime ride on the bike seemed to help my mood – but certainly didn’t help my body as I feel ever more tired now! Nevermind, at least it’s another 10.8 miles onto the total and another session under my belt. And yes Limeslade was the destination once again!
Considering we’re into March and 70 days into the new year (thanks to Easy Calculation.com for that) my training to day percentage is a paltry 37.14% – not that good really is it. I must remember to check what I did last year, as I’m sure this year’s effort is down on last year’s.
