baby, you can drive my car...

Finally! Well, don't I just keep abusing the word? But what would you expect from a happy, lucky girl who's finally feeling that her time is now? Not the time of her life, but sort of happy days are here again time? (As opposed to dull or unimpressive). So the car is finally parked next to our block of flats and the ride back home was pretty intense. And it's not that before I used to drive Fiat 126p only, but the acceleration really does make a difference. Not to mention the space inside and the comfort. What's more, Kamil is enrolling in a driving course (so proud!) and our cats are already equipped with ubercool suspenders-seat belts that attached to seat belt slots should make them true back-seat passengers. Turbo!

ekhem...

I've finally learned how to display comments that had been posted here like ages ago. Sorry for the awful inconvenience, obviously never meant to moderate your presence here. Hello again and thank you (oh, stupid me...).

After three rather dull months I finally feel that the new year has begun. I feel alive: fresh, powerful, motivated to start new things and overcome whatever obstacles may come into my way. Full of faith, not just mere hope. It sounds good and feels good. The new-car-mission will soon be completed - I'll have my credit allowed tomorrow, on Friday (took a day off to deal with all the paper and leg work) the whole registration process will most likely be completed and on Saturday morning I should sign the insurance and finally buy the car. Uff! In the meantime I also have a job interview confirmed and if this good time turns out really that good, perhaps I'll be needing that new means of transport more than I expected.

Here are some small mobile-camera shots of the beautiful Mazda 323 C.

safe from harm

you can free the world you can free my mind
just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight
***

This year's Easter was spectacular. On Sunday I became a godmother to Julia, my parents closest friends' daughter. The ceremony was quite stressful since the baptised angel behaved more like a little devil, nevertheless very special. But what really rocked was the afterwards dinner-turn-supper-turn-all-night-long-party finished with a late brunch on the following day - all that with people whose company I've loved since I was four or five. I flooded myself with Ballantine's and partied (almost) like there was no tomorrow.

Plus, on Saturday I've finally found my dream car. A 10-year old Mazda 323 C sport coupe. If all formalities go smoothly, I'll be driving it this Thursday. I already love it!

***
i was looking back to see if you were looking back at me
to see me looking back at you

better by design

and so the reason prevailed. in the evening of the fifth day of the lovely copenhagen diet i said nevermore and ate a healthy plate of wholegrain spaghetti with spinach sauce.

still, those five days weren't a complete waste of time and energy:
* 4,5 kilos lost
* i can sport my skinny jeans now without making it such an oxymoron
* i realised how much crap i used to put into my mouth just to soothe my mind, since it has got nothing to do with hunger or survival instinct
* it reminded me how tiresome diets are and so helped me decide to eat without remorses, a.e. healthily. no to: salt, white bread and rice and pasta, sweets, sweet yoghurts, alcohol, fried meat and so on.

i just wonder how will my new consciousness go with today's office party. it might be more of a test than the whole easter whole-day-at-the-table celebration. ;)

be a winner, eat to get slimmer

it's the fourth day of my diet and i'm beginning to strongly doubt - but not in my strong will - in my reason. i've already lost 3 kilos and that's really nice (and i know it's mostly about losing water and not eating salt that would normally retain water in my body), but it's always flattering, really, just like fav jeans going loose or arms more willowy. i'm just not sure how far do i want it to go - how many kilos will be just right? and will my boobs disappear? will i become greedy to lose more weight, again? this one is definitely not welcome.

for today's breakfast i had more than a cup of coffee, i added a wholegrain toast. this should be a sign of independent thinking, right? whoa!

btw, match point is a great movie, so is a tv series prison break. since i don't have a tv i have become seriously movie/series addicted. and if i'm not being reasonable here, at least i'm rather picky.

favourites off the book shelf: haruki murakami norwegian wood (i didn't read it at once, i need to give it a second go, but when i came back to it, it was just all extraordinarily good. absolutely beautiful and apparently more accessible than his other novels, though wind bird chronicle will always be my love). today i'll have the new john irving shipped to me, i'm ready to be enchanted and give up the movie habit for a while. in the meantime i'm finishing chuck palahniuk's lullaby - good but not as good as, you know...

le régime

time for spring-cleaning. today i'm starting a régime - the so-called copenhagen diet. only 13 days of what seems like starving only and a reliable promise of about 6 kilos to go.

o, 13, be my lucky number!

in the morning i had black coffee, then around 3 p.m., after my post-grad course, i've eaten a beef steak (just meat heated on teflon - i can't say 'fried' since there was no oil, can't say cooked either, since no condiments such as salt, pepper or herbs were involved in the process) and lettuce with quasi-vinaigrette (olive oil plus balsamic vinegar). surprisingly, my stomach seems pretty happy with this lunch. my taste buds less so but i'm not giving up. for dinner i'll have 2 boiled eggs, boiled spinach (no condiments whatsoever) crowned with one tomato. in the evening we'll have cinema and woody allen's match point so this should distract hunger.

i only hope i won't break my resolution on smelling the italian food my bf is just preparing for himself...