It’s freezing in Cape Town. I can’t remember ever being this cold and for those of you who’ve ever been to or lived in Cape Town, or if you have a Capetonian friend, you’ll know we don’t do cold very well at all. We like having fun, and not working too hard which all means we like the sun, NEED the sun. So when she leaves us like this weekend, we do what any angry child would do – we sulk. And so yes, we’ve been home all weekend, in bed predominately (yes… it has been as fun as it sounds but shh Mrs. Poodle will kill me if she knows I said that) waiting for the sun to come back to us.
We haven’t had much going on lately other than Project Health. Mrs. Poodle has been telling you that it is going well, but I’m here to tell you the truth.
Sunday – Mrs. Poodle tried to convince me that we shouldn’t eat our soup we chose but rather have “a last toasted cheese” as she called it. I declined, we ate the soup.
Monday – She was quite grumpy. I assumed it was about the meal plan and realizing I was very committed
Tuesday – I get home and the first thing Mrs. Poodle tells me is that the “Burger Den” is open on the weekends. This is a place close to her work which sells fast food. I said when on the weekend, she said she’d find out
Wednesday – I get home and Mrs. Poodle says a doctor at work was eating chicken and chips from the “Burger Den” and it looked “SO GOOD”. She then asked when we would have our cheat meal over the weekend. I changed the subject – I didn’t want to cheat on the weekend
Thursday – In all honesty a difficult day for both of us, we fell asleep hungry. I was hungry through the night. But we survived.
By the time it got to Friday, I decided to agree that we could have a slight cheat so we bought 1 cinnamon bun each and an olive roasted French loaf from Woolies to eat with our soup instead of normal bread. This was very yum. This I felt was the cheat for the weekend and that was the end, but NO.
Mrs. Poodle has claimed “strawberry” (look it up in the glossary) insanity and so 1) Yesterday she baked macarons (see previous post) which she proceeded to eat yesterday & then again for breakfast this morning and I suggested she get a fast food meal for lunch because she looked so upset about what we were going to eat for lunch. She ate the meal and is now happily lying on our bed. Amazing what some fat can do.
She’s such a cutie though. I love that she’s trying to be supportive of my eating plan even if it means she cheats now and then. Though I’m not going to lie, eating a healthy sandwich while you watch your girlfriend eat a double burger with chips, is a true test of love. Luckily there is still lots of it in Poodle-ville.
Also, whilst she was folding the laundry she randomly screamed “Shake it like you mean it” and turned around to shake her bum at me. Er? I know, I was as shocked. Last thing: She has always claimed to love sewing and so today while folding I asked if she could sew the seam in a pair of my pants as it tore slightly, and the truth came out. She confessed to hating sewing. I knew it! That said, she tried and did a lovely job. What a wonderful poodle pie.
How much longer until Friday?
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