Friday, 28 March 2014

Home made chilli sauce.

Out with the fun that other people have and in with some fun of my own.

Shopping list : Chillies, oil, tomato purée. That'll be enough for my first effort.

I always add sugar and salt to tomato concentrates as they seem bitter but I do find that my own blended fresh tomato is sweet enough and there is no need to add anything. This is another kitchen experiment. I shall be making several batches, man food, kid food and my own secret health and beauty procoction. 

Fresh fine and clean. 


Thursday, 27 March 2014

Well . . Shake those ears.

I dont normally do this type of thing but this week I am a dog owner. If it's just for a week that makes me one doggy holiday. This is more true. He is cute enough but I actually do see this as an opportunity to mark out a few weeks as different from my normal routine.

You may well come to know more about my average day as this story unfolds but I would like to say that I do actually enjoy my days. I believe there is a strong desire to enjoy a day inside most people. If for any reason you are just hating the day you are in right now you really do need to look deep into your heart and know there is someone ready to help. There may be a cue but get in it. Stick your hand up hold your head up and get help. Seek information.

Ah I worry too much so back to the stress free day that allows my heart rate to lower and my horizon to broaden and my breathing to soften and my hand to get out the biscuit tin.

I've got this thing for rice cakes at the moment, I did the soak test. This is the teats where by I drop a buscuit into water and try to decide a few moments later whether I would want to have eaten that and have all this goo sugar and stuff inside trying to digest it. Sounds a bit bonkers but in a way it's the break and wait test. This is where I am trying to think before you sink the snack. Do I really need it or am I taking a break. Does food have to be part of theat break.

The rice crakers passed the soak test, they looked quite good, like rice and water. Ok then. Shame really cos now I am eating a lot of them. But the good thing is it is not sliced bread. Put that in the dunk test and see if you believe it could be doing you any good.

Yes so, I've given up bread but mainly I've given up sugar. I have taken up walking and running a bit and then walking a bit more. It's not a drastic effort but it is working along side being aware and keen to eat basic food and not to get complicated heavy meals holding me back. My little doggy is a revelation he eats first thing in the morning and again at 5pm. I offer him doggy lunch but he is not too worried. 

We work through lunch. I am all for a caring and considered breakfast and I don't nessessarily do this first thing. I go for good breaky intake between 9 and 10 and then I like to get more in around 2 or 3 pm. Perfect for giving up lunch and taking a walk or taking on work or wondering what the heck life would be like if I got to be that somebody else.

Wednesday, 26 March 2014

Live Love Learn Blog

Damn, I was young.

Ever since I was younger I wished I was something, and now i am what I am. Wife, mother, business hopeful, I am a candlestick dressmaker.

I am from now on calling myself a "local artisan" as I have seen this week the title being bestowed upon those that might whip up a handmade lotion or potion, cook, mend or design something, help out, make it, create something. I wanted "Atelier"  above my shop door and I may one day find a use for that or else, what am i not?

I have always felt I had a grand plan that included everyone. My business ideas where very broad in the target audience and needed a wide spread change of direction and idealism from so many people that it was very hard to get anyone to see what it was that I very much wanted everyone to profit from.

I think now they refer to these things as community projects but I was a child of the eighties, back then it we were introduced to the idea of widespread gain. I could have predicted the banking crisis and if in 1992 everyone had listened to my hotch potch theory of freezing out bank statements and moved onto a Barclaycard amnesty, well, the world might have seen me as a major player in world peace.

I have a mixed ideology but i have already digressed.

This blog is about health.

My pal and I discuss our separate lives for many a long hour from my coastal life to hers in London.

We have known each other for over 30 years and we are reaching the age of honesty and we have one question. . .

What is the best thing to do now? For health, for life, for love, for fun, for money, but mostly for health and my own confession for beauty, a well felt beauty.

I love the new revelation that one can not be thin and stressed. The body has a survival mechanism and one major factor to stress is to pile on a few pounds.
If the body is not technically saving fat and producing more fat cells to protect us from the real or imagined oncoming disaster it may at least be refusing to give up some extra padding while we worry and procrastinate about whatever tomorrow brings and what today has bought.

I feel in my heart of hearts that as I have kept my day to day life simple and more simple the years have passed by without my body feeling really able to relax and remain slight, slim or svelte, rather it has by way of me being by mind somewhat removed from my. . .self that my body became what it is.

I have hope, I am recognised as an "athletic" build, I was that tiny skinny girl that had heard the phrase "snap back" mentioned for the process of loosing weight after having a baby. My boy is approaching 10 and I am approaching an new element of understanding when it comes to wellbeing and what this really means to my contemporary lifestyle in the UK.

We are lucky and what is more, more lucky we will be, but luck does not really come into it as here I hope to share, the real power is knowledge, understood , discussed and shared.

My girl pal in the city has a very different life, she works hard and she lives with stress and love, and a job, a house, car and the trains. She has been my pal for many years, we share star signs as our birthday is a day apart, with this blog we confess, we worry, we find solutions and we will celebrate.