I can see the finishing line! I can smell chocolate! The reason I decided not to write every day was because it would add to the torture to have to write about not eating chocolate and the benefits of not eating sugar – I love sweets! But I have to say that the saying that habits can be broken in a month is true. As long as I wasn’t writing about it or thinking about it, I could actually handle not eating sweets, although, I would not have made it through the month if I had to cut out natural sugar as well.
I’m on Day 16 of no sugar and things are running quite smoothly. I have moments of intense craving but I seem to be able to get my mind off it.
Having my family visit had its challenges when I would open the pantry and find 2 family blocks of chocolate staring me in the face! There’s only one left now and, no, I didn’t eat it. I didn’t even sniff it!
I know, you haven’t heard from me in a few days and you’re probably thinking I’ve failed my mission. Those chocolates I posted up were the nails in my coffin! I walk in shame with my tail between my legs. I was caught unashamedly licking my computer screen, imagining the delectable taste of those succulent chocolates. Well, let me tell you something, ye of little faith… On Tuesday at 10.40am I had a plate of slices and goodies put under my nose, and do you think I even batted an eyelid? (does drool count?)
1.35pm – I can’t tell you how badly I’m craving a triple choc brownie with white chocolate, dark chocolate and milk chocolate. The sensation of sinking my teeth in the sugary delight is making me perspire! I’m imagining the rich burst of triple choc flavours melting into my tongue and overflowing into the super sensitive under tongue area. As my eyes close my eyeballs roll with the sheer pleasure of the experience. See it’s not just about the sugar, it’s the sensual experience that comes with eating chocolate. There is definitely something sexy about chocolate. A peanut just doesn’t affect you the same way, or anything savoury for that matter. I mean I’ve never looked at an olive and got excited, or a piece of cheese. They look nice, but not sexy.
I was doing fine this morning. I made sugarless pancakes with St Dalfour sugarless cherry jam and I was a happy girl. I was kept busy so I was fine until I entered the supermarket to get some supplies. My trolley dragged me towards the confectionary aisle where I spent time salivated over the colourful and enticing selection of goodies. My favourite Lindt chocolate was on special.
Ok, I’ve decided I’m giving up sugar for one month and the only way I think I’ll be able to do it is if I hold myself accountable by blogging my way through it. I have a sweet tooth and sugar is my best friend. I know I’m addicted to it because I go crazy if I can’t get a hit. I will tear the pantry apart looking for something sweet. If there’s no chocolate I can feel my stress levels rising. I’ll pull apart every container looking for a morsel of chocolate. If I’m lucky, I’ll find the chocolate cooking buds. Compound chocolate is better than nothing. Nutella works well too with Milo coming a close third. Failing that, condensed milk hits the spot, maple syrup, jam and Milo cereal.
The morally pure Lady Windermere has come of age and is preparing to celebrate her twenty-first birthday with a grand party. Happily married for 2 years with a six-month old son, she is perfectly content and still very much in love with her husband until The Duchess of Berwick convinces her of that her husband has been unfaithful.
Plunge is innovative theatre at its best presented at The Gold Coast Aquatic Centre, soon to be centre pieced for the 2018 Commonwealth Games.
The story takes us on a journey of the lives of elite aquatic athletes and the incredible sacrifices they make to represent their country in the Olympic and Commonwealth Games. Although we follow the story of three athletes at various stages of their careers, there were multiple voice-overs of athletes sharing their experience. It gave an exceptional insight into the hard work and dedication behind their journey to compete for a place in the Olympics and the ultimate prize of a gold medal.
Matt Hollywood is an extraordinary entertainer, comedian and master illusionist. If you’re looking for a drug-free night where you’ll still be tripping, I recommend booking VIP tickets to Matt Hollywood’s Illusions Magic Show, although it’s been rumoured that Matt Hollywood doesn’t really exist. Rumour has it that he’s a figure of the imagination, an illusion that can disappear in the blink of an eye. He sure had me scratching my head when one minute he was on stage and the next he was sitting in the audience after escaping the jaws of death.
The Kingfisher, is a romantic comedy about a long lost love that is reignited after fifty years. Sir Cecil Warburton was a playboy until he met Evelyn Rivers in 1928 and fell instantly in love with her. A brief romantic courtship ensued with Cecil and Evelyn binding their love when they shared their first kiss under a beech tree. The following day Evelyn is discouraged to continue the courtship by an acquaintance who discredits Cecil’s character and intentions. She leaves immediately for London and on the rebound accepts a marriage proposal to a man she’s not in love with but finds amicable.
Fifty years later, when Cecil hears that Evelyn’s husband has passed away, he invites her to his home in the hopes of rekindling their love.