Very Small Feet

Today we saw an episode of Peppa Pig when she has a falling out with her best friend... (yes my life is jis exciting)!  It made me wonder do I have a best friend...  When I was last time in Russia I met up with some girls pals I haven’t seen in ages.  And frankly we weren’t great friends in school we were just pals but I truly enjoyed spending time with them, listing to their stories.  It’s very nice to see people you know for such a long time and to see how they changed and grew...  I would like to think they liked hanging out with me too!  I also saw my mate who I used to work with.  We don’t talk too often. She is busy with two kids I am busy with mine and well time zones and opportunities and such...  Well we still confide in one another even if we did t see each other for over 3 years and barely talk.  Friendship isn’t defined by being together all the time. It’s more like do you have stuff to talk about support each other when you finally meet.  My friendships definitely changed

A while back, not too long ago, my hubby decided to start calorie counting and to loose some weight.  And he is doing great! I, on the other hand, never actually did any diets. I am a believer everything is good in moderation...  but he got to me. Always talking about the food and dropping pounds super easy, or he makes it look like this. And I wanted some of that! But not skinny cheese... cheese should be tasty and fatty! We all are different and of course what suits him won’t do for me. But here is what happened. I have been using my fitness pal app to help keep track of things for about a week now. And I am staying on the target calorie intake which is pretty low but because I am rather active I get extra calories.  Cooking is now a little more time consuming I need to measure stuff up and such. Think because it isn’t happening as quickly little one gets bit hungier for his dinner.  If I find it rather calming to weigh things and enter them in the app. But at the same time why can’t

Yesterday was super long for us.  We woke up at 5am and travelled from village in South Urals to local airport then Moscow then London and then finally made it home to Cardiff...  I work up at 2am local time and just couldn’t get to sleep. Now sure why. And then there was no milk for a coffee and child didn’t want to get up....  And we met a block I went to school with in Chelyabinsk airport. He and the family were traveling back home to St Petersburg. I haven’t seen him in years! It was very nice of him to shout my name and have a chat! (Hey, Pasha, it’s been a joy to see you meet your little boy!)   Well Moscow flight was fine. As fine as it can be with small child. Then we were in Moscow airport that was very busy with no chance to get into any of the ladies toilets. Hear me, Sheremetievo you need more loos and better service. Your Costa staff are a bit rubbish!  Then he slept on the flight  For the majority of it too. I watched a Russian film which was a bit strange but I have enjo