Today's healthy recipe - vodka

That's right, you read it correctly.  Vodka.  Just a big old bottle of smirnoff or absolut or whatever cheap label you prefer, and a shot glass.  Or, if you've had as little sleep as I have these past few nights - just get a straw.

The Little Princess (who from here on in will be known as Quite Possibly the World's Worst Teether) has deemed no daytime or nighttime sleep required for the past three days and nights, thank you very much.  In all fairness to her sweet and adorable little soul, she is suffering with her 7th tooth and I curse the mother who recently told me "oh after the fifth tooth we never even noticed them coming in".  I feel terribly sorry for my poor little poppet, and as always try to keep my fatigue and impatience from showing to her, but I feel even sorrier for ME.  This is all about ME today.  Okay, I feel sorry for my husband too, but not as sorry as I feel for ME.

What would make me feel better? A one way ticket to an (adults only obviously) resort in Aruba, a shiny set of complete pearly whites for the Little Princesss, a massive triple layer calorie free chocolate cake that will not immediately settle on my ass and hips and more booze than is currently stocked in Amy Winehouse's basement. 

Tomorrow's healthy recipe will depend on how tonight goes.  It will either be A) homemade eggplant pizzas or B) moonshine with a side of heroin

Hope all the babies out there are faring better with the horrible thing that is teething! x

Somebody please pass the botox....

Welcome back readers, and well done for the bravery you have shown by coming back after I threatened to post photos of my thighs.  Lucky for you that disgusting sledge of a swampwater masquerading as cellulite eliminator juice has shockingly not worked overnight.  Damn, I was so hopeful.  Anyway....

Ahhh how I hate teething.  Yet another night of broken sleep and at least five new wrinkles as of this morning.  As well as crying and whining, and the Little Princess cried and whined too.  Oh how mommy envy is kicking in for those of you who have babies who actually sleep through the night and who teethe with relatively little fuss.  Each new tooth is usually a two week nightmare for the Little Princess which ends when those little white spots finally break through and more wine than usual has been consumed by mommy and daddy.

On a positive note I made it to the gym last night and managed a full hour of a bit of cardio and my complete resistance training program and have lived to tell the not very exciting tale and (knock on wood) am not suffering too much.  Going back again this morning, this time for a longer cardio session (likely the treadmill) and some abs.  Thought to ponder - are they still called abs when they're covered in fat? Should I just call them flabs for now? Hmmm... today's healthy recipe coming later.  I've decided to give up coffee and tea, so am looking for an alternate source of a temporary energy boost before I can type more.  My head says "go to the kitchen and have a banana with some almond butter and a huge glass of water".  My heart says "go find the nearest crack den and buy a few grams".... stay tuned later for which will win out!