Me & my grub

I spent some time the other day trying to take some half decent face shots. I took loads. Why is it that I feel OK about this shot, but not the other 24. They are essentially of the same face, same smile, same dimples, same hair... but they are not the same though either. There were a couple on there that DH, tongue in cheek, told me that I should upload to Reader's Wives or something, and yes there was a definite 'pout' going on... but completely unintentionally. If I can stand in front of the mirror and try and take a decent pic of myself and it comes out looking like soft porn, then what the heck do I look like all the rest of the time?

Anyway, it was an amusing little half hour and even funnier looking at the shots with DH and TB's DH. They had such different ideas as to which one was the nicest. Both were totally different from my choice too. This one is actually DH's choice, so I thought I would roll with that.

Here is a picture of some grub I ate. I have NEVER in all my long banded days been happy to eat this little and stay satisfied for longer than 10 seconds. I have never before filled (?) my plate with so little food. Here we have home made Tomato Ravioli with a carbonara sauce and a bit of lettuce and shaved tomato. I shaved the tomato on my mandolin rather than slice it as I wasn't too sure if I would manage it. I guess I could have, but better err on the side of caution.

I am spending my days thus: drinking protein shakes for breakfast and lunch, occasionally I make one of them into a smoothie, and then having a very small meal for dinner. Here is a concoction that did NOT work, however I did drink it all up though. It was a tin of tropical fruit cocktail from Aldi - guava, pineapple, passion fruit and mango maybe. I pureed it and mixed in a little water and a scoop of powder. It did not go well. It was awful but it tasted cheesy and a bit like the smell of sweet kiddie sickie posset. Not sick, just a kind of yogurt curdling kind of thing. I wont be repeating the process, but the Cherry, or strawberry or forest fruits kinds of things go really well. I think it was the pineapple that made it grim, but I cant be sure.
So still happy, still being good, and still hoping I am losing.