Showing posts with label Pepsi Max. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pepsi Max. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Me, trying to diet! Lamingtons & Pepsi Max

Hi there

I've been on a double diet for a little while.  I've cut out Pepsi Max as well as any fattening food.   It's a very hard thing cutting out the two together. 

 I was up to a 1.5 litre bottle of Pepsi Max a day..  I'm now drinking a lot of water, and eating healthy food that I am totally detesting.

I did cut out Pepsi once before about five years ago,  and it took me three weeks of intense cravings before I could let it go from my mind.   Pepsi Max is sugarless but it has (I believe) three times more caffeine than ordinary Pepsi.  Probably this caffeine craving was why I went through such hell for those three weeks.  I was in such a bad mood - my friends saw me coming down the street and ducked behind lamp-posts or into shops to get away from me.    This time around, my Pepsi cravings lasted about ten days.

Now, it's my food cravings that reign supreme.  Today, Pepsi was on special at the supermarket.  I walked past the display with my hand across my eyes, muttering, "No, no,no", and I shot out of that aisle as quickly as I could ... to end up right-slap-dab in front of some cream-filled lamingtons!

Oh, nooooooooo......   I want-a-lamington-I-want-a-lamington-I-want-a-lamington-

Australian Lamingtons - stock photo


I didn't buy those darn lamingtons, but they've been in my food-filled thoughts for the last four hours.

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Gone and done it!

Hi there
In the words of the magnificently-voiced Ms Shania Twain, I've "gone and done It"*.

I've booked for America.  Again.  Obviously, i took into account that i needed to save up to repair that hole in my lounge ceiling, and that i really need new blinds, and my bank account is in dire need of replenishment, and I've just forked out for an expensive new stove, and my friends will roll their eyes aware I have Las Vegas OCD....... And yet I still booked?

For the love of little bunnies (thanks "Four Brides USA" for giving me this phrase), what came over me?  I should never have peeked at a "Do you want to go back to Las Vegas" spam email that was sent me.  I had ignored these emails for months.  SIGH.

It's bad enough that I'm a Pepsi Max addict, but to also admit that i am addicted to Las Vegas is surely over the top?

(Eight horrific days now without Pepsi.  Do i get my eight day good-girl badge?)

Ive never so much as played a poker machine in Las Vegas - don't gamble in any form, never ever bought a Lotto ticket - but I do think Vegas is an exciting and safe place to indulge my luxury-on-a-budget whims.

I truly have gone and done it ...


               *from the song "Love Gets Me Every Time".

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FxygSMDZMk