I haven't updated for quite a while as I've been very bad.

I've been to the gym but as everyone knows who has ever been it does get quite repetitive, and there really hasn't been that much to report.

Having a domestic goddess type moment I decided to bake a carrot cake for the first time ever.

I burnt at least 27 calories grating five carrots, and energetically stirring all the ingredients.

An hour later out popped a very impressive cake. I was horrified to find out what went into the cream cheese icing because it really wasn't good for the fitness regime.

Icing sugar, butter and cream cheese were mixed up with a few drops of vanilla, and my son and I took it in turns to lick the spoon.

The cake undoubtedly was a triumph, but the problem was as I didn't have enough visitors around, husband is a fitness freak, babies can't eat walnuts and I felt a bit blue, most of the cake ended up in my belly.

"I hope you're going to put this in your blog," said the kind husband as he caught me in bed (on a very grey Sunday) devouring another huge slice.

Moral of the story is, if you lack willpower as I do, don't make cakes or if you do give them away.

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