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Life of Lu 13/07/11

I'm going to be honest.
I've been really bad updating this baby for the past few weeks.
Really bad!
But I am here now.
That is what is important.

This week has been mental. James and I are well on our way to being ex-smokers. I took the plunge first and James is following suit. Though I will admit that he is finding it worse than I am at the moment. Simply because he has gone on patches and I have gone cold turkey. Seeing what the patches is doing to his body is quite scary to be honest. It drives it home better than any advert what nicotine does to the body. That is not to say that I will ever stop loving it! But the time has come to stop this phase of my life.


The weather here has been mega!
So warm and there is really sunshine! In Galway! Miraculous!
So we've been taking advantage of it.
Forgive the grainy photos. I took them with my phone.





Embarrassingly I'm not wearing white leggings in this one.
These are my pasty white legs!





There were so many pretty flowers around too!



And James found a scooter to play with...


And Siobhan and I found cake.


My walk to work introduced me to some wonderful window displays


But the best thing I found this week?
A mysterious blue couch...
Fabulous!


Comments

  1. tifsongJuly 14, 2011 at 6:54 PM

    ex smokers? awesome! i hope it all works for you. that blue couch is fantastic. and don't worry my legs are pastey whiter. :)

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