20 somethings
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Franalamadingdong
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Have fun star!
Sammy that sounds awful, glad it is easing up now, and that Ben was there to take jack off your hands. I got a lot of tummy bugs last year so my boy got used to the bathroom!
Ch2b I'm sure your week isn't ruined, and you did great in bringing food with you. I always say weightloss isn't made or broken in one week. If the scales aren't good one week there is always the next.
Clare, what are Chinese curry's like? Sorry I sound like a fool.
Sammy that sounds awful, glad it is easing up now, and that Ben was there to take jack off your hands. I got a lot of tummy bugs last year so my boy got used to the bathroom!
Ch2b I'm sure your week isn't ruined, and you did great in bringing food with you. I always say weightloss isn't made or broken in one week. If the scales aren't good one week there is always the next.
Clare, what are Chinese curry's like? Sorry I sound like a fool.
xMandyDx
Determination is Key
Well, I have just started that new story... I'll post some below, and you can let me know if you'd like to read a bit more.
Sammy, I hope you feel better soon. I used to suffer terribly with migraine but strangely not had one for ages... I used Migralieve dissolvable tabs... great stuff.
Star... leave yourself some syns to play with during the week or you'll feel deprived!
Well... below is a bit of what I'm working on...
It all began with a voice in my head. Things were going that way a lot lately.
Verbena, can you hear me?
Of course I can hear you.
Really, did they think they were dealing with an amateur?
We have a situation.
I’m listening.
Some travellers came into town this morning. They didn’t report to the council.
So? Happens all the time.
It did. We were a wasteland of wonderment here in Trandent. We had ruins up the wazoo, and sometimes, if you were lucky, you made a find. An old radio, a working lantern. Something useful.
That’s true. But they don’t always make a beeline for the nastiest nest in the area and set up camp.
Sh*t
You said it, Verbena.
Alright, what’s the plan?
There is none. We can’t afford to send in a team to be slaughtered. Not after what happened last time.
My heart did a little flip flop in my chest at the reminder.
Agreed. No teams.
Verbena?
There must have been some warning in my mental tone. Who knew?
Verbena, you can’t. Leave it be. If we just wait ‘til morning—
They don’t have until morning, Kestral, you know that.
Determination settling on my shoulders, I shook off the mental communication and shut down. This was not going to turn into another massacre. It didn’t matter a whit that I hadn’t a notion of who these people were, what they were looking for or where they were going. They were in my town and I was honour bound to keep them safe. I would do no less for anyone living in Trandent.
The sun was sending fiery fingers across the horizon; it was less than an hour to full dark and I was not prepared, but time cared not for my preparedness or lack thereof. In less than an hour the sun would close up shop for the night and all the things that went bump in the night were going to come out to play. Starting with the travellers in the nest. They would be easy prey. I groaned. Why am I always a crusader for the weak? Actually, it seemed I was being a crusader for the stupid as well as weak tonight.
I had my cross bow, a few arrows – not as many as I would like but I couldn’t afford to be picky – and a pack of bars just in case I got stuck out after dark. I also had a staff purportedly made from the Cross itself. It would have to do.
Gravel and glass crunched underfoot as I made my way across what used to be a busy road, now filled with only ghosts of machinery long dead and rusted. Mildewed stuffing was strewn about here and there and the general odour was one of death and neglect. It wasn’t a pretty town, Trandent, but it was home. Twisted shells of old buildings reached for the strawberry skies with fingers of jagged steel and sooty shards of glass. The remaining intact windows looked nothing more than soulless eyes mocking me for my actions.
As if I didn’t mock myself. Even though I knew it could be certain death, I picked my way across the dead city streets, listening with strained ears for a tell-tale rustle, a crack of glass or a crunch of rubble or wood. If anything was creeping up on me, I’d much prefer to be forewarned, even if I wasn’t exactly forearmed.
Given a couple of hours’ warning I could have formulated some sort of plan, but as it was, I came upon the deserted dealership within ten minutes. One thing about the town, it was too damn small sometimes. Especially when we shared it with the type of renegades we did. I took a breath, stilled the shaking in my knees and walked right in the shadowed and partly-boarded doorway.
The first thing I noticed was the smell. It was everywhere. Reptilian, cold, mouldering. Grave rot. It was in every floorboard, every crevice and crack in the filthy walls. How could these people not have picked up on it? It was a smell so thick you could scrape it off your tongue after a taste.
The second thing I noticed was the noise. Laughter, if you could stomach it. Laughter, from the idiots in the nest, unaware they were about to be the hors d’oeuvre. My belly tightened and I could feel my brows come together in a scowl. No need to search them out, all I had to do was follow the ignorant giggling.
There were seven of them, dirty and dusty and covered in sores from the wind and the sand. They stopped laughing when I appeared in the doorway. Good job too, because if they’d continued chatting and tittering, I wouldn’t be held responsible for what I’d have done to them.
Sammy, I hope you feel better soon. I used to suffer terribly with migraine but strangely not had one for ages... I used Migralieve dissolvable tabs... great stuff.
Star... leave yourself some syns to play with during the week or you'll feel deprived!
Well... below is a bit of what I'm working on...
It all began with a voice in my head. Things were going that way a lot lately.
Verbena, can you hear me?
Of course I can hear you.
Really, did they think they were dealing with an amateur?
We have a situation.
I’m listening.
Some travellers came into town this morning. They didn’t report to the council.
So? Happens all the time.
It did. We were a wasteland of wonderment here in Trandent. We had ruins up the wazoo, and sometimes, if you were lucky, you made a find. An old radio, a working lantern. Something useful.
That’s true. But they don’t always make a beeline for the nastiest nest in the area and set up camp.
Sh*t
You said it, Verbena.
Alright, what’s the plan?
There is none. We can’t afford to send in a team to be slaughtered. Not after what happened last time.
My heart did a little flip flop in my chest at the reminder.
Agreed. No teams.
Verbena?
There must have been some warning in my mental tone. Who knew?
Verbena, you can’t. Leave it be. If we just wait ‘til morning—
They don’t have until morning, Kestral, you know that.
Determination settling on my shoulders, I shook off the mental communication and shut down. This was not going to turn into another massacre. It didn’t matter a whit that I hadn’t a notion of who these people were, what they were looking for or where they were going. They were in my town and I was honour bound to keep them safe. I would do no less for anyone living in Trandent.
The sun was sending fiery fingers across the horizon; it was less than an hour to full dark and I was not prepared, but time cared not for my preparedness or lack thereof. In less than an hour the sun would close up shop for the night and all the things that went bump in the night were going to come out to play. Starting with the travellers in the nest. They would be easy prey. I groaned. Why am I always a crusader for the weak? Actually, it seemed I was being a crusader for the stupid as well as weak tonight.
I had my cross bow, a few arrows – not as many as I would like but I couldn’t afford to be picky – and a pack of bars just in case I got stuck out after dark. I also had a staff purportedly made from the Cross itself. It would have to do.
Gravel and glass crunched underfoot as I made my way across what used to be a busy road, now filled with only ghosts of machinery long dead and rusted. Mildewed stuffing was strewn about here and there and the general odour was one of death and neglect. It wasn’t a pretty town, Trandent, but it was home. Twisted shells of old buildings reached for the strawberry skies with fingers of jagged steel and sooty shards of glass. The remaining intact windows looked nothing more than soulless eyes mocking me for my actions.
As if I didn’t mock myself. Even though I knew it could be certain death, I picked my way across the dead city streets, listening with strained ears for a tell-tale rustle, a crack of glass or a crunch of rubble or wood. If anything was creeping up on me, I’d much prefer to be forewarned, even if I wasn’t exactly forearmed.
Given a couple of hours’ warning I could have formulated some sort of plan, but as it was, I came upon the deserted dealership within ten minutes. One thing about the town, it was too damn small sometimes. Especially when we shared it with the type of renegades we did. I took a breath, stilled the shaking in my knees and walked right in the shadowed and partly-boarded doorway.
The first thing I noticed was the smell. It was everywhere. Reptilian, cold, mouldering. Grave rot. It was in every floorboard, every crevice and crack in the filthy walls. How could these people not have picked up on it? It was a smell so thick you could scrape it off your tongue after a taste.
The second thing I noticed was the noise. Laughter, if you could stomach it. Laughter, from the idiots in the nest, unaware they were about to be the hors d’oeuvre. My belly tightened and I could feel my brows come together in a scowl. No need to search them out, all I had to do was follow the ignorant giggling.
There were seven of them, dirty and dusty and covered in sores from the wind and the sand. They stopped laughing when I appeared in the doorway. Good job too, because if they’d continued chatting and tittering, I wouldn’t be held responsible for what I’d have done to them.
sammyb1985
Silver Member
Mandy that's great! Totally gripping! 
I'd love to read ore when you have it. I always wanted to write a book, even wrote a plot outline years ago based on vampires, but I've just never got round to actually doing it.
I've used Migraleve in the past, but i can't use anything other than paracetamol at the moment because i'm still breastfeeding.Luckily i don't get migraines too often so hopefully I wont have to try to put up with them too much xx
I'd love to read ore when you have it. I always wanted to write a book, even wrote a plot outline years ago based on vampires, but I've just never got round to actually doing it. I've used Migraleve in the past, but i can't use anything other than paracetamol at the moment because i'm still breastfeeding.Luckily i don't get migraines too often so hopefully I wont have to try to put up with them too much xx
I'm new and have so far lost 4lbs - I just turned 22 this week 15 months ago when I got married, I was 11st9lbs which is the lightest I've been for about 7 years, and I'm hoping to be under that in the next couple of weeks. Most of the ladies in my group (the ones who stay for image therapy anyway!) are quite a bit older than me so I'm hoping to meet some more SWers on MiniMins for support
15 months ago when I got married, I was 11st9lbs which is the lightest I've been for about 7 years, and I'm hoping to be under that in the next couple of weeks. Most of the ladies in my group (the ones who stay for image therapy anyway!) are quite a bit older than me so I'm hoping to meet some more SWers on MiniMins for support
Franalamadingdong
Gold Member
Yay for your loss m-stew. Over half way for your half stone! My group is mostly older ladies too.
I am so excited, i have been teaching myself to crochet this evening while I wait for my other wool to arrive and I have actually understood what i am doing! Yay! Just done a "traditional square" woo! It has kept me busy so I don't try to snack all evening. Double woo.
I am so excited, i have been teaching myself to crochet this evening while I wait for my other wool to arrive and I have actually understood what i am doing! Yay! Just done a "traditional square" woo! It has kept me busy so I don't try to snack all evening. Double woo.
CH2b
Silver Member
Mandy thats great, I would love to read the whole thing when its finished.
I could take a gain this week but so badly want to break the cycle lol plus over the next three weeks at my mils im gunna gain a new stone anyway lol
I like chinese curry sauce aswell but it has so much fat in it, when my OH told me how they make it I was a bit shocked lol
I could take a gain this week but so badly want to break the cycle lol plus over the next three weeks at my mils im gunna gain a new stone anyway lol
I like chinese curry sauce aswell but it has so much fat in it, when my OH told me how they make it I was a bit shocked lol
I wish knowing how they made different foods put me off them...I genuinely don't care lol! Well that's a lie, I do care now simply because I don't want to gain but never because it 'grosses' me out, whereas friends of mine won't eat KFC etc because of the stories they've heard.
It's my weigh in, I've been awake since 3.30am with nerves...Idk why as I know roughly what to expect. My mum goes to work just after 7, I'm going to get up and weigh then and have my shreddies <3
Have you got anything nice planned today, CH2B?
It's my weigh in, I've been awake since 3.30am with nerves...Idk why as I know roughly what to expect. My mum goes to work just after 7, I'm going to get up and weigh then and have my shreddies <3
Have you got anything nice planned today, CH2B?
sammyb1985
Silver Member
Jenna88 said:EEEEEEK I lost 2.5lbs
Yay good job hunny!
xx
Franalamadingdong
Gold Member
Oh well done jenna that's fab!
I don't think I've had a grainy curry but I don't like creamy ones so that might be why. We had lamb biryani last night. Yummy. I usually make it with chicken but we had some left over lamb and got some more to get a nice amount of lamb each. Love biryani.
I don't think I've had a grainy curry but I don't like creamy ones so that might be why. We had lamb biryani last night. Yummy. I usually make it with chicken but we had some left over lamb and got some more to get a nice amount of lamb each. Love biryani.
What recipe do you use for it to make it SW friendly? We *love* curry but I haven't got around to making an SW one yet. Planning on doing the curry sauce and slimming world chips one night this week out of one of the little cook books, I think it might be 100 Comfort Foods.
PRAISE BE FOR SW CHIPS.
PRAISE BE FOR SW CHIPS.
Franalamadingdong
Gold Member
I have the sw curry book, the biryani is from the march 12 magazine. To make most curries sw friendly you cut of fat from the meat, use fry light not oil or other fats, swap cream for fat free natural yogurt or fat free fromage frais. There is kofta curry in this month's magazine. Super simple and the only spices you need are curry powder and tumeric.
Claree__x
Silver Member
I made the bhuna from the free book with the most recent mag. My husband and BIL eat it but I think they were just being polite. I, however, phoned a Chinese later 'cause by the time I finished nursing my burnt arm it was stone cold and awful.
I just tracked my food for the day through my fitness pal and although I thought it was an awful day it was still low on calories so I don't feel AS awful as I did before.
Going to weigh now, so I'll report back on the damage =\
I just tracked my food for the day through my fitness pal and although I thought it was an awful day it was still low on calories so I don't feel AS awful as I did before.
Going to weigh now, so I'll report back on the damage =\
Franalamadingdong
Gold Member
Oh dear hope weigh in goes well for you. The lamb dansak in the free book is nice, I made it when it was in an old magazine. But when it is curry time I just get demands for biryani, which is a pain! But worth the effort. Hope your burns are ok too. I burn myself all the time and bio-oil helps heal it up. It is quite pricy though, failing that get e45 cream, cheaper and brilliantly effective.
hope weigh in goes well for you. The lamb dansak in the free book is nice, I made it when it was in an old magazine. But when it is curry time I just get demands for biryani, which is a pain! But worth the effort. Hope your burns are ok too. I burn myself all the time and bio-oil helps heal it up. It is quite pricy though, failing that get e45 cream, cheaper and brilliantly effective.
Claree__x
Silver Member
STS as yesterday according to my scales so I'm quite happy with that.
Burn is okay this morning. Look like I've been mauled by a tiger though (very little tiger and not mauled for long obviously) - 3 very parallel lines on my arm lol. I might tell people it's a tiger
Family dinner tonight so that's a bit outwith my control, usually a roast and there's always plenty of veggies so I'll be fine.
Burn is okay this morning. Look like I've been mauled by a tiger though (very little tiger and not mauled for long obviously) - 3 very parallel lines on my arm lol. I might tell people it's a tiger
Family dinner tonight so that's a bit outwith my control, usually a roast and there's always plenty of veggies so I'll be fine.
Franalamadingdong
Gold Member
Haha, plan, although the truth might be better else they might think you are self harming! Mine don't look entertaining just numerous. The oven door falls off and I'm clumsy, not a good combo!
Glad you had a happy weigh in i checked myself this morning so hopeful for this week. Just praying sw scales weigh the same!
A roast isn't too bad, limit the potatoes, avoid the yorkshire puddings and just a sniffed of gravy. I don't like gravy though. Blurgh.
Glad you had a happy weigh in
i checked myself this morning so hopeful for this week. Just praying sw scales weigh the same!A roast isn't too bad, limit the potatoes, avoid the yorkshire puddings and just a sniffed of gravy. I don't like gravy though. Blurgh.
