Cheers to the freakin’ weekend.

I am lucky in the sense that I’ve never been a ‘big drinker’. I mean, I will binge drink a bottle of vodka with the best of them, but I’ve never been the girl that needs a wine or two at the end of the day. If that is you, cutting the alcohol is going to be tough!

Lessons learned the hard way: Regret of massive proportions.

When you have committed to a new way of eating, the reality is it can be a real challenge to eat out. For me personally, it has come down to what I am and am not willing to negotiate on – and fundamentally you need to decide what you are prepared to live with. And so began my challenge of an entire weekend away at a hotel to celebrate my friends birthday.

It’s still a banana, but I am happy.

Coming to you live this morning from the glorious Gold Coast. Not actually glorious – it’s incredibly run down and seedy feeling – I have legitimate concerns for the local economy. If one more stranger asks me if I want to buy a ticked for a club crawl I’m going to get my punch on.

Is that a banana, or are you just happy to see me?

I’ll be honest I’ve never been a massive fan of the banana. The texture gets me, and as far as fruit goes there has always been better options. But a girl who cuts sugar, gluten and processed foods soon learns to reacquaint herself with forgotten friends! In an ultimate example of the lazygirl way, here […]

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.

The first big change really can be accredited to my parents for two reasons; I used their Nutribullet over the Christmas holidays to make Mango daiquiris, and because mums debilitation meant no driving – I got cash for Christmas. Let’s face it, nothing says progress like spending money.