It’s that time of the year again, and I love it. Okay, so I loathe it a little bit too! If it wasn’t for stollen bites then I might not have the little bit of podge that sticks out more than the rest of the podge just above my belly button, and if it wasn’t for cheese savoury selections then I might not have one bum cheek bigger than the other (yes, I’m convinced one cheek is bigger!)
This time of year has always revolved around food. My Mum used to, still does in fact, shop as if an apocalypse was on the horizon! Trolley piled high, Jenga style, joining the other shoppers clamouring for the last tub of Pringles that will sit in the cupboard until next Easter, bashing into people, carrier bags so full that they cut the circulation off in your fingers, and returning home a sweaty mess looking like she’d run a marathon. My Dad is no better. They separated when I was in my early teens and I don’t know which of them egged the other on when it came to Christmas shopping…if you look in their cupboards you’ll find identical items stacked in the same way! This used to leave me with a dilemma – who’s house did I eat at? So of course, I took the greedy girl option and kept them both happy…”a stollen bite Dad? Of course I’d like one, Mum didn’t get any this year”…she had, and I’d already eaten about 12 of the almondy, marzipany buggers!
Christmas for us was a real family affair, punctuated with pre Christmas ‘special’ dinners, a ‘special’ breakfast followed by my sister and I quickly stuffing down some selection box chocolate, a visit to my Nan’s where the Roses tin would be passed around followed by mince pies (11 syns a pop I’ve just found out…criminal!) and I didn’t just stop at one little mincey wonder! After this would be a three course meal if we were at Nan’s – a wonderful soup made by my Grandad, a huge turkey dinner, and then Christmas pud with 20 pence a pieces hidden in each piece dished up…so non of us felt left out! Once dinner had gone down, there would be a huge buffet with turkey sandwiches, gammon, sausages wrapped in bacon…and guess what? All of this was repeated on Boxing Day!
Whilst I’m trying hard not to salivate, I want to assure you that there is a point to all of this food talk! I look back on those Christmas’s with such fondness, but it’s not fondness for the food, it’s fondness for the people we shared those days with. I’d give anything to spend some time with those wonderful family members that are no longer with us, and I couldn’t give a damn if I never had a three course Christmas dinner again! Don’t get me wrong, I do still love a good Christmas dinner, but I am going to cherish spending time with my family…watching my wonderful niece and nephew open their pressings on Christmas morning, my niece showing me the ‘fairy food’ that she left out for the reindeers, and the big bite of mince pie that Santa had! I’m going to enjoy seeing my horses on Christmas morning too, and will look forward to the day that I can enjoy my first Christmas Day ride when I fit my bum into a pair of denim jodhpurs! I’ll enjoy seeing people open the gifts I’ve bought them and catching up with those people that we often don’t make enough time for. I will of course enjoy a nice dinner, but this year it’s going to be a Slimming World dinner…syn free roasties, lovely turkey, Weight Watchers sausages wrapped in bacon, mashed sprouts etc…it could all be cooked old skool style and contain enough syns to power a rocket, or it could be practically syn free and I could go to bed with a nice big smile on my face for more than one reason!
I’m not saying that you have to be a saint, but I would like to try and have a little weight loss over Christmas as I know that would be the perfect present to not only myself, but to those around me that love and care for me. When you have NHS professionals telling you that “at your weight, you’ll need surgery and won’t be able to lose it without that kind of intervention” it would be nice to tell them that I even managed to lose weight during the most food oriented time of year.
I still love Christmas grub, and love nothing more than watching ‘those’ TV adverts – touting things like ‘duck surprise’ and ‘boozy Black Forest gateaux’ – but I have instead started planning my Slimming World pre Christmas meals, and Slimming World buffet saviours so that I can join in whilst polishing my halo.
Talking about halo polishing, someone ‘up there’ must be looking out for me, as I managed to lose 2.5lbs at weigh in today, giving me my 7st award despite my mid week blow out…to say I was both shocked and pleased was an understatement.
1 stone to go to hit my Christmas target and 5 more weigh ins…keep your fingers crossed!