Monday, August 20, 2007

Foosty

Let’s just ignore the last post shall we? Ok, good. Grand!

So, like the wee eejit that I am, and like a girl who has been with her boyfriend for a year now, I have let myself go.

Yes, I promised myself it wouldn’t happen. I also promised FP it wouldn’t happen. But I have been eating like a moo (I have also been eating dead moos) and when I walk I feel a little like the marshmallow man (or is it the Michelin Man? They both look the same to me) because I can feel the rolls of fat bounce.

The day FP left I told myself I would cut out the shitty food I’d been gorging myself on. Hell, I even drew up a nice wee diet sheet (like I said, an eejit, I am) and coloured it in.

But as this is the last week of my dissertation, and I’m still nowhere near the end, and my parents are hating me and shouting at me and have resorted to sitting down to write chapters for it themselves (shhh, that’s a secret), I ran to the biscuit cupboard.

And I’ve not returned since.

Yes, I'm writing to you from the biscuit cupboard.

Hobnob anyone?

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Also, we have discovered a foosty smell in our back room and it appears we have mould. Oh the shame. I live in a mouldy house.

As it happens, Mum Ecossaise is on the floor right this minute, with her nose stuck in the carpet. She is trying to determine where exactly this suspiciously foosty smell is coming from. She looks rather like a Muslim praying.

15 comments:

Ghosty said...

You have a separate cupboard for your biscuits?

How does one, exactly, get a mouldy (American: moldy) house? Ooh, maybe it's dampness.

I warned you about the beef, didn't I? I didn't? Shame on me. Stop eating so many moos, they will fatten you terribly.

Naughty, making one's parental units write your dissertation. Get thee to work, young woman.

Princesse Ecossaise said...

Well we are Scottish, we need a full cupboard to keep our lovely shortbread safe from the mice.


I think it is the dampness that has given us a mouldy house. you see - and this may not be a surprise to you - although it is August, it has been absolutley pissing it down over here. Rain has come in through the skylight and I suppose the dampness festered into mould which let off a stinky smell.

And oi! I've been working my ass off to get this bloody dissertation done. I'm past caring now, I really don't give a shit. I just want rid of it. After Friday I never want to hear the words 'dissertation' or 'tourism' ever again. GRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!

Hey, no one forced the parents to write a few chapters! They were very willing. Well, a wee bit willing.

Despina said...

I know the feeling, when French words are going round and round in your head and you just don't understand them anymore.
You know the pain of separation does fade over the weeks doesn't it?

Princesse Ecossaise said...

Despina, I'd like to say that the pain of seperation does fade over the weeks but it's not always the case. Unfortunatley.

I do hope you're not feeling the same awful pain at not being with Jez for the moment. Hope you're alright petal.

Lots of love xxx

Despi said...

Maš pravdu, Princesse, you're right.
This time it didn't really fade, it was the longest we've ever been apart and I felt very upset. He'll be here in 10 days' time so I'm just planning things to do and getting EXCITED!
Luckily one of my best friends came over for the weekend and saved me from cutting myself off completely :)
I'm only now understanding the draining effect that the emotional up and downs of your relationship with FP must have on you. So much joy followed by so much upset - I hate airports too, grrrrs.
Hope the dissertation is progressing!

T.D. Newton said...

I still haven't gained back the 5 pounds I lost from having my wisdom teeth removed and going on a non-solids diet... not that I'd recommend surgery as a weight loss plan. Gotta get with the exercise and change your diet (like you've already said). But it's hard to do it alone. I'm trying to lose another few pounds before the wedding. We'll see how that goes, eh? Maybe the waltz lessons will help.

ColbyPants said...

its been raining like a beast here the last week as well. Also, there isnt a work over there they cant add a U too, Mouldy for Moldy, heh.


be careful for the mold, some kinds can really hurt you.

TomC

Princesse Ecossaise said...

Oh horray Despina!!! 10 days is not long! Weeeee that's a reason to celebrate! And I'm glad one of your best friends was over, you're so popular you know! You've had loads of visitors!

Ahh the dilemma of the joy followed by the upset followed by the joy followed by the upset followed by the joy followed by the upset...

Yes.

But somehow the joy outweighs the upset :-)

(dissertation news - I hand it in on Thursday. It's 77 pages long and complete CRAP!)

TD you lucky poo. I'm going to have to go get a root canal thingy in order to get thin again. Gawd, where is my sanity?!

P.S. I'd like to see a video of you at your waltz lessons, it would be rather charming!

Thomas do you mean to say mould can actually harm me? Why? Does it grow into like eggs that hatch and breed flies or something? You've scared me. :-(

P.s. I thought it was spelt 'mold' but then my computer corrected me. I read too many american books it seems.

T.D. Newton said...

Princesse, I would love to put up a video of us dancing and I will when I get a chance. The only video I have up now is the one I had taken of when I proposed to her :)

Princesse Ecossaise said...

TODD! (is that your name? Even if its not, I'm still calling you it) I've asked you once before and I will ask you again - show me the video!!!!!!!!!!!!

T.D. Newton said...

Oh, I guess I didn't notice that you'd asked me before! SORRY!!

Here is the video!

(and yes, my name actually is Todd)

Despina said...

Todd, what a lovely lovely video!

*wipes eyes*

So sweet! Thanks for sharing :)

walkDownAnnaLane said...

hello, my dear. I am sorry I didn't get to comment on too many of your blogs yesterday...my computer...ordinateur...was messed up.

I wanted to tell you that I didn't mean by my blog that anyone who let themselves go shouldn't, or was bad, or that it would reflect badly on them. For you I could not see looking like the marshmallow man, nor anything except cute. :-) But I was more or less reflecting on myself and how it affects me when I let myself go. I have done that in the past, something awful! And I have felt the falt tremble as I walked...yuck...during one of those letting go phases. But you, I could not see it affecting you that way. :-) And I have not seen any pictures which showed it, either.

Good luck on when you get your dissertation back graded...congrats on finishing it! I know you can breathe a sigh of relief now. I hope you get to see your FP soon. I get to see mine...although I guess he is an AP...in 2 days. Yay...countin' the days!!!

Princesse Ecossaise said...

It really is a lovely video. Did you cry too Despi? I did. I'm such a sucker for romance!

Anna my dear, don't fret!!! I hadn't read your blog post until after I'd writte I'd let myself go and then found it rather amusing when I read your take on it! I didn't take offence, don't worry!

And awww you've got an AP, aren't we both so lucky to have princes all to ourselves?! Lucky ducks we are!

T.D. Newton said...

I'm glad you guys liked the video. The whole story is really great, too.

We have a DVD of us dancing our Cha Cha/Tango Segue in an exhibition earlier this year but I haven't been able to get it on a computer to upload yet. Yes, it's been months. When I do upload it you'll be the first to know.