Stylized illustration in 3D pixel style, about the integration of social media when watching television.

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Stylized illustration in 3D pixel style, about the integration of social media when watching television.

Sevensheaven images and prints are for sale at sevensheaven.nl




Yes I know it isn't Tuesday.
And technically speaking I'm not actually writing about THE book of Revelations. Mainly because I'm not qualified to do so and also because unless the Bible has added a weight loss section, then really, it doesn't belong in this post.
So I think I've figured out the active lifestyle part of my life, the Bronze medallion followed by the half marathon should keep me nicely occupied for the next few months anyway.
But the eating?
Oh the eating.
The reason I didn't post on Tuesday was because I was ashamed. Recently I've just been eating, well, badly. Very, very badly. And whilst I've been really good about my husband's food and the kids, well I've been snacking and eating all those thing I just shouldn't.
And I was there thinking on Tuesday that what I needed was a new cookbook. Some inspiration. Tasty food, easy recipes. I even went shopping for one and came home empty handed apart from the chocolate bar I bought to cheer myself up
Now I need to digress a little.
Bear with me because it's important.
I love Twitter. I Twitter alot. And recently I was discussing this with friends. A couple in particular were very scathing of Twitter. They see it as nothing more than a way for people to list what they are having for lunch and who wants to know about that? Well, alot of people actually.
Thanks to Twitter I was given my first "proper" writing job. Thanks to Twitter I have a new role as an ambassador for a major Australian bank. (Yes, I know, me, a bank. More on that another time) Thanks to Twitter, Andre Agassi wrote to thank me for what I said about his (absolutely brilliant) autobiography.
Thanks to Twitter I have a new cookbook.
In addition I have been (re)fired up about eating sensibly again.
I feel enormously privileged that Jane Kennedy one of Australia's foremost comedians, writers and mother of five took the time to engage in a chat with me. In addition to her other skills, she can cook. Very well. And she's written a book on the subject
So I bought her book. Devoured it from cover to cover. Metaphorically speaking.
There are only 2 other writers who have made me laugh out loud when reading them, they are, Bill Bryson and Vicki Iovine. Jane Kennedy can now join their ranks.
Her book is called: "Fabulous food, minus the boombah" (for those of you unfamilar with our peculiar dialect "Boombah" is a term Jane has used since her teens for food that makes your bum big. And judging from my reflection in the mirror I've been eating way too many boombah foods.
So today we started off baking this:

Healthy, yes. Delicious, yes. And easy to do.
Though Jane's attitude towards those who say:
"But I can't cook."
is:
"What are you, a baby?
Of course you can.
Get a frying pan, turn on the heat, sprinkle some sea salt and pepper on a steak, add some olive oil, cook the steak.
Look, you cooked."
And next week, when I do my skinny Tuesday post, on you know, Tuesday, I will have a copy to giveaway. Yes, I love it THAT much I'm going to schlep back to Target and buy one for one of you.
It's that good.
I'll talk more about the recipes in this book over the coming weeks and how user friendly they are. But the cottage pies seem to indicate I'm off to a good start!
Is there a cookbook you can recommend or that YOU love? I'm seriously trying to expand my pitiful repetoire even though as I keep saying over and over, I'm not a baker!
Also while you are here, please do me a favour, and pop over and congratulate my friend Rach on her fab weight loss!
Now shhh, I'm eating.




Sometime in December I decided to find out how long it would take to put together a set by simply buying wax packs. Of course, the holidays were fast approaching, so this became a project for after the madness passed. And now here we are.

A few days ago, I put out a message on Facebook/Twitter asking for help: Which set should I put together? The choices were 1981 Fleer, 1990 Topps, 1991 Topps, 1992 Upper Deck, 1994 Fleer, and a random 1980s Topps sticker set. I got a lot of response, mostly choosing a sticker set (5 votes), 1981 Fleer (2 votes), or 1990 Topps (2 votes).

After much deliberation, here's the set I'll be aiming to complete: 1982 Topps Stickers. I chose 1982 because of the availability of unopened sticker packs and unused sticker albums. After I complete the sticker album, I will attempt to complete 1991 Topps, a set I never liked and never bought when it came out. After 1991 Topps, who knows.

Here are the rules: No trading. No buying of opened lots on eBay. I will only buy packs. I also plan on tracking sticker/card sequencing in packs. I will then fill in each page of the sticker album as best I can. I still haven't figured out what to do with the sticker doubles, but I think some sort of public art around Boston will be on tap.