Cos right now, I feel like a steamroller has run over me.  The Cold from Hell (now with added asthma!) is still dominating my life. Ick.

Look for me as soon as I can remember how to breathe and think simultaneously,

C

I am down with The Dreaded Lurgey.  Mr Beloved even had to go to the LIBRARY For me today - so you know I’m really crook!

Arrrgh.  Bed, again. Still. Grrr.

The good news is that I have an appointment with the specialist on the 15th July - and fingers crossed will be able to schedule surgery (TAHBSO - yep, the works) AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.    Yep, then I have to deal with menopause all of a sudden - but at least the ovulation and period pain WILL BE GONE FOREVER, muaaa haaa haaa!

My GP is wonderful and agrees that after an (unsuccessful - it made things WORSE) trial of The Pill this is the next course of action - having a specialist “look at things more closely.”

“They can look at them all they like ONCE THEY’RE IN A JAR”, I said.

Back to bed.

At first I thought it was just the turquoise blue hosiery I hated.  But no, I realised when I saw the line drawing:

wide lapels (ugh!) pocket flaps on the widest part of the hip (double ugh!) and a RUFFLE  on the bottom of the whole shebang? (BUCKET!!!)

I realise that although this has just been released, SOMEONE NEEDS TO RECAPTURE IT AND NEUTER THE HORRID THING BEFORE IT BREEDS!!!!!!

I can get with the ruffle at the bottom of sleeves things - really I can.  On a bell sleeve, it CAN be super cute.  I am waiting with bated breath for the May Burda World of Fashion magazine to come (in about 4 weeks time) because I think this jacket is adorable.

See?  But that McCall’s pattern is the mutant offspring of a princess line coat and a provincial production of “My Fair Lady”.    And even though I would quite like a pair of turquoise leather gloves (well, maybe - although a classic plum or scarlet would be better) NOT EVEN THEY can excuse the hideousness of that coat.

There is no possible universe in which this outfit could look good.  If you happen to see anything like this In Real Life, I suggest you back away quietly - don’t run, you don’t want to attract its attention.  *shudder*

But I have a completely irrational desire to make THIS:

Vogue 8421.  I want the version on the right, with the impossibly huge sleeves.  Do I own this pattern? No.  Do I have fabric to make up into this pattern already in my stash? NO.  I am crazy in love with it anyway?

YES!!

*sigh*

It’s Susannah’s fault - she’s wearing something like this in one pic in the new book, and I am smitten. Also with the vest thingummy she’s wearing over it -I could ROCK that whole look.  Especially now I’ve worked out what shape I am (Vase.  Yep, vase.  Huh! Now if I could just work out what bloody COLOURS to wear, I’d be set!)

The fact that the blouse takes 3.6 metres (of 115cm wide) fabric and most of that is in the sleeves WILL NOT STOP ME.

Being too bloody cold to do anything but dream about it might!

Mr Beloved thought I was up reading too late- nope, even putting the book down and turning of the light and putting on my CPAP mask at a reasonable time, (ie, before himself even breaks away from his computer!) and sleeping right through until about 5-6 am when the dog says she has to go OUT, I’m STILL EXHAUSTED.  So much so that I crashed out from around 2pm til 7 this evening.  THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!

Did a few minor errands today - needed more pattern tracing paper so I can trace off a Jalie pattern - possibly this one - to make up in the $2 metre knit I scored at Spodshite yesterday.

Also got to the library - my turn with the Trinny and Susannah Body Shape Bible finally came up (there were a dozen reserves ahead of me) - but after a quick look through I’m more confused than ever about my shape.

Haven’t lost any centimetres off my waist or hips in the last 4 weeks - but my weight is now down to 107.9 - that’s lighter than when I left Canberra, at the end of 2003. Yay!

It probably would have been a little bit more if I had said no to dinner with the girls before we went out on Saturday night - but hey, ya gotta live, right?

And now - I’m back to bed. For those of you lucky enough to be able to work, I’m sure that sounds like BLISS - it’s not when it’s your whole LIFE!!

Had a lovely night out with the girls on Saturday night - dinner at a Thai place (Thanks, Sue, for bringing wine - yum!) and then off we went with several THOUSAND other women and a few intrepid blokes to see Menopause the Musical. Fun, but LOUD!

I have spent the last two days entirely in bed - Mr Beloved wakes me up and makes me eat stuff, and feeds me cups of tea, but that’s all the energy I’ve had. Pathetic.

Tried to sew a dress to wear for the big night out and it was even more DISASTROUS than the last attempt!! At least now I know that long full sleeves with elastic at the bottom make me look older than my grandmother…. and that the weight of knit fabrics makes a HUGE difference to the alterations I need to do- which I spent AGES on - and which were then TOO BLOODY BIG.

BTW: I HATE THE F****KING CONTRACEPTIVE PILL. It was supposed to suppress ovulation and therefore the pain - NOPE. after some research, did you know that every kilogram heavier you are than 70kg makes the pill less effective? Great. I’ve had 4 migraines and feel like I’ve had PMT all month and THEN been run over by a garbage truck. And the diet? That’s just a loss right now - I think if I even walk PAST food I’m putting on weight, I don’t even have to eat it. I am NOT looking forward to seeing the dietician tomorrow.

Right, that’s about enough whinging from me - I’m off to make a last cuppa tea for the evening and watch CSI:NY.

The NEW - sleek (and even I can manage to straighten it now there’s SO MUCH LESS HAIR!) and definitely more age appropriate. Hair colour completely natural (I’m growing into my silver hair…)

Whaddaya think?

It’s sort of a modified bob - longer at the front, not severe shaping at the back but enough to keep it sharp. And I feel so much LIGHTER without all that hair - wow - must take that into account at next weigh-in, LOL!!

I love it so much. I am now officially at home here - I have good girlfriends, and a good doctor, dentist, and hairdresser - I’m NOT (touch wood) MOVING!!

Best dress? Ooooh, such a choice! The rose dress. DEFINITELY the rose dress! Not the shape so much (cos bubble dresses on bigger bodies= CIRCUS TENT!) but the print - I am sw0ooooooooning for the print!

Also? Tomorrow, I’m getting my hair cut. OFF.

Yep, you heard me - OFF!!

See, there’s this dyed LINE in my hair (from when I gave up getting it dyed) that looks totally BOGANish, and since I refuse to start smoking Winnie blues and wearing flannie shirts, the only other option is to REMOVE IT. WITH SCISSORS.

My hairdresser doesn’t know yet - except that I changed my appointment from “Trim” to “Style Cut”….

In other news - tonight I decide whether to attempt to pull apart the Domino fabric dress and re-sew it smaller. Cos - this “sack of unsmiling potatoes” look? BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!

I can’t believe I just blogged that picture. Have I NO SHAME at all?

Well, since I have…. should I attempt to unpick it? Or just give up??

So what did I do on Tuesday night?

Well, because I AM A TOTAL NONG, I put the big cutting mat on the lounge room floor and cut out a dress.

AND…?

Um, you know the feeling of trying to move a rusted piece of metal?

Yep.  My hips.  AAAARRRRGH!

Today has been about three things:   Ibuprofen + heat + extra codeine….