Obviously I started the day well with my weigh-in. I'd lost a few pounds and there was much celebration. And then we decided to go to Port Lympne Wildlife Park with Denise's grand-daughter which was a pretty good day out and we were out for about 5 hours. We saw rhino, and giraffes, and gorillas, and eland, and all sorts. We had a nice picnic and, because I'd lost weight I decided that I was going to have a normal picnic with normal picnicky things rather than be all crazy "I'm-On-A-Diet"-y. We were all pretty exhausted when we got back, and then we had a phone call...
A while ago I was obsessed with the idea of portmanteau monster/animal crossovers. For example,
Baron Von Frankenswine!!!
How in the name of Rod Hull, did I get sidetracked into that excuse for showing some old pictures?
Last night we had a phone call from Denise's Auntie Polly.
You are going to need some other information before I go on.
Much Malarkey Manor used to have some beehives in their extensive back garden. But over the course of a couple of summers the bees swarmed and one of our neighbours didn't like it when this happened (the other neighbour quite enjoyed it!)
So we moved the beehives to a farm about 5 miles from the Manor. There the bees thrived, briefly, and then in the cold winter 2 years ago, all of the hives collapsed and died. Even the really massive top bar hive that had loads of bees and loads of stores for the winter. It was quite depressing. We decided that, until we could move the Manor to a location with a significantly bigger garden and fewer neighbours, we would not get any more bees. I left the large top bar hive and one of the small hives up at the farm. Purely, it has to be said, through laziness. I didn't even remember leaving the smaller hive.
So, last night we had a phone call from Denise's Auntie Polly. The farmer was doing some work in the area where the hives were and could we move them because he needed to dig in this area. Oh, and did we know that there were bees in them again?
So, off we went up the farm. And it was true, the hives had been repopulated. Not by our old bees, because the hives had blown over last winter and the farmer had reassembled them. These were definitely new bees. And they were mainly friendly. But now we've got to move them. And we have to move them quite fast because the farmer needs the area they are in tomorrow!
So, I found this a bit stressful yesterday. So when we got home I had a MASSIVE cheese sandwich, for the first time in a month. And an egg sandwich. And I went over my allotted calories for the day by about 1000 kcal. Which is very bad!
And what happened this morning?
Because I am very bad, I weighed myself again. And I had lost weight!
But I am not fooled. I've been on this diet game long enough to know that this is my body's evil way of tricking me into eating loads and loads and loads and loads.
"Oh!" it wants me to think, "I ate loads yesterday and still lost weight. Maybe I should just eat loads and loads again today?"
And my body chips in with, "That sounds like an excellent idea. Perhaps just a few chips and ice cream and cheese and chocolate? After all what harm can it do? You ate loads yesterday and lost weight, didnn't you?"
Well, idiot body of mine. I am not being suckered that way! I know that even if I eat as I should today, I will be 5 lbs heavier tomorrow! You cannot fool me!
But bees can. Bees are definitely cleverer than I am.