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The journey continues …

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This weekend was quite a rollercoaster with a  looming weight goal and the fitting of my wedding dress.

This year has already been one of the most exciting in my whole life.

If you hadn’t heard me talk or write about it a zillion times – I’m getting to marry my one true love in November. I know it sounds sappy – but it’s true 🙂

I’ve also turned into a healthy food and fitness junkie. Most people assume it’s because of the wedding – and I’m not going to deny that it’s part of it – but the wedding really served to provide a timeframe for my efforts.

Back in November, I wrote about why I wanted to do this … and if you missed that post, you can read it here. But, at the end of the day, if I don’t do something about my health now, I’m going to the grave early. Now, I have a life I so want to live. I want to be on this earth, to walk beside Matt, bring up our children and experience what the world has to offer. That’s going to take a good lifetime – so I want to be here, healthy and feeling great.

This is not just a vain attempt to look hot in a wedding dress. It’s about health and, without being indulgent, it’s about confidence. I have never given myself permission to look at my own reflection and think that I’m beautiful. I’ve always looked at myself in the mirror or in photos and so many times I have welled up, with tears threatening to explode from my eyes and turned away feeling the saddest emotions. I can’t even describe it. I have felt that way for as long as I can remember.

On the drive up to Melbourne to see my dress on Saturday with two of my bridesmaids by my side (my maid of honour lives interstate) – I was still stressing about whether the dress I had chosen when I was 13 kilograms heavier than I am now, would still be “the one”. A few photos were taken of me in the dress back in September and I have spent a fair bit of time looking at them and cringing over the past few months – particularly my wrestler arms and my very “round” face. I had set myself a goal to be under 100 kilos by the time I got measured to order my dress.

Saturday was the day and the Wednesday prior, I took a chance and jumped on the scales. I thought the numbers would tell me I had a way to go and it would force me to work harder in the coming days to ensure I reached my goal. I had worked hard in the gym and planned to every morning before work for the remainder of the week. When I looked down at the scales and I saw double digits reading 99 – guess what I did.

I cried.

In true Lisa fashion, I burst into tears. I had made it with days to spare! I sprinted into the study to tell Matt – and he was thrilled. I rang mum and dad and they were happy for me too. Mum even sent me flowers the following day. Very spoilt!

But, once I got off the phone, I realised I wasn’t feeling as elated as I thought I would. I had mixed emotions and I guess it’s because I realised that being 99 kilos doesn’t suddenly make me beautiful and confident. I realised that despite my efforts – I still have a bloody long way to go. I was daunted with the task of needing to set new goals, of having to see myself in this wedding dress and hope that somehow, with some weight loss, my confidence would have improved.

So, through the coming days, I worked my butt off at the gym. Some mornings I’d get on the bike for my warm up at 7am and yawn … but I pushed past the yearnings for my soft pillow and worked until my heart rate was up and I was sweating a river.

As I was standing in the change rooms at the bridal shop with the girl helping me into the dress I had picked last year – I knew I had done all I could to this point. I have worked harder and been more dedicated to this than any of the previous million times I have tried to shed my excess kilos.

Being short – I hitched the dress up a mile and walked carefully to the box all brides get to stand on when they try on wedding dresses. I let the dress fall to the floor and looked up at my reflection in the mirror.

And, I had one of those drama queen wedding dress moments. My body went tingly, my heart started to race, but my shoulders relaxed and suddenly – I burst into tears. Tissues were called for and my wonderful bridesmaids Ruza and Tabitha hugged me and told me I look beautiful.For the first time in my life, I felt beautiful and I felt proud. Yes, I can see that I have a long journey ahead and that this is just the beginning – but standing there in the dress I really had loved from the beginning – for the first time I could really see how much I have changed. I know Matt would think I was beautiful no matter what I’m wearing – but I know he’s going to love seeing me in this dress and I can’t wait to meet him at the other end of the aisle.

Obviously, I can’t show you a photo of the dress, but this is a photo of me and the lovely Tabitha on the day.

It also turns out that I don’t actually need to be measured for the dress until early May!! How cool is that! So, my focus is on 5/5/12 for the measuring tape – and the girls will also be fitted for their bridesmaid dresses as well. If I could be another 10 kilos lighter by then, that would be so cool! It’s 10 weeks away – so I think at least another five kilos is achievable.

But, despite dresses and scales and training and everything else – there is one thing I am sure of. I have said too many bad things about myself and cried too many tears over the way I look. My aim, above all else, is to respect myself and to feel healthy and fabulous! Now that’s a great goal!


Thanks you to Tabitha and Ruza for making Saturday such a wonderful day. They were awesome and took heaps of photos to share with my maid of honour, Celia. They carried my bags, fetched veils and jewelery and shoes for me to try on. I’m one very lucky bride to be!


The way to a man’s heart …

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Are you superstitious? I have to admit, I am. I won’t walk under ladders, and I’ll never own a completely black cat … after all, the superstitions attached could be true, and, call me crazy, but I just don’t think the possible consequences are worth the risk!

 As far as being a romantic – well that’s me down to a tea too. I’m the kind of girl who always wanted to find the kind of love you read about in fiction or see in romantic movies – the kind of love where you can’t imagine a life without the person who makes up your other half. I know, it’s a cringe-worthy ideal for the non-romantic. But for me, it’s been a goal in life.

So when I read a blog about a very yummy sounding cake, with a very sweet story behind it, I thought I’d give it a try.  I published the recipe for said cake during my last blog post, and what can I say, I have been a very busy girl since!!! hence my lack of posting over the last two weeks or so.

The original cake was called Apple, Pecan and Date cake – but that name is no longer appropriate. It’s now called The Love Cake – and this is why.

I was blog surfing one day and came across the awesome blog called Root&Blossom, written by a lovely lady called Lena. She posted the recipe for this amazing cake, which I decided to try, and adapt slightly. This is what she wrote about this apple cake:

“It’s been over two years since I’ve made this cake! The last time I made this  I gave it to a boy for his birthday. That boy then proceeded to ask me out and then later married me. I always gave my mom a hard time about how this old family recipe ends with saying, “your hubby will love it!” But I guess I don’t have room to talk anymore, but I’m okay with that!” – Lena at Root&Blossom

Being both a romantic and lover of food – and knowing that my nearest and dearest has a sweet tooth and would love the caramel-like icing that covers this delicious dessert, I knew it was perfect! So, I made it – and said boyfriend couldn’t get enough of it!!

Something else totally amazing happened too …

Now I’m not saying the proposal was all down to the cake … but I’m sure it didn’t hinder the situation either!

Lena asked me in the comments section when I posted the recipe whether my boy liked it … I’d have to say YES!!!!!

Be Inspired~


P.S For those of you who have been wondering about our My Kitchen Rules pursuit following the making of our audition video in March – we have some very exciting news. Ruza and I both got calls yesterday and are still being considered for the show! For confidentiality reasons, we aren’t allowed to say too much more – but we are super excited and just have to hope we make it further into the process and hopefully get picked!!! Wish us luck and thanks for all your support to date 🙂

Our video audition for My Kitchen Rules. Very exciting!

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Ruza and I got a small taste of what it would be like to be on My Kitchen Rules last night when we taped our audition video.

With entries closing at midnight tomorrow, we had to get in quick and get it done!!

So, here’s the video!!

Let us know what you thought in the comments section below. We would really love you to show your support!

And, if you want to read the story behind why we want to go on the show – click here to have a read.

Here are some photos taken during the shoot as well 🙂

Ruza and I would also like to thank the man behind this video – Stewart. He came at short notice to make it and amazingly managed to film us and edit the video in less than 6 hours. He’s a total Genius!!

Now, we’ll just have to see what happens!

The My Kitchen Rules Journey begins – we need your help

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Today my wonderful friend Ruza and I decided to do something BIG! We are going to join foodie forces and apply to be on the next series of  My Kitchen Rules. But, we need your help to get noticed!!

Read our story below, and then we would be so grateful if you would jump onto the MKR forum and place a post on there asking the producers to have an extra special look at our application. The more support we can get, the better! Don’t forget to pop a link to this blog (http://www.uforicfood.wordpress.com) on your post – so they know who you’re talking about.

So what’s led Ruza and I to apply to be on the show? This is our story …

Lots of people have said to me due to my hopeless obsession with cooking, that I should go on Masterchef. I always scoffed at them. Me, on TV?! Don’t be ridiculous! I don’t even do desserts! But, I saw the ad on TV last night and I thought to myself why not? It could be a lot of fun and a really cool life experience!

But, I had to find someone who I could cook well with. Someone I trust and who would complement my cooking skills. I had to look no further then Ruza.

Food has always brought the two of us together – ever since we met at work in 2008. We have shared many chats about different dishes we have cooked, ingredients we have found and we enjoy catching up regularly for dinner parties.

While I love cooking entrees and mains – Ruza is the Dessert Queen. Not only is her background very multicultural – a Croatian raised in Norway, marrying a Persian – but she’s always trying out new recipes and makes creations I could only dream of achieving. She has been my number one support when it comes to my crazy food blogging and for that – I love her very much!

We have grown very close over the years – so much so that she has even asked me to be one of her bridesmaids at her wedding!! Let’s just hope she’ll still have me after all the excitement and stress of MKR (if we make it, that is!). I can be very bossy, you know 🙂

We are always there for each other, whether it’s me needing life advice or Ruza needing a curry recipe. I know if we make it onto My Kitchen Rules – we’ll make a fabulous team!!

The next port of call is to make a 3-minute video to tell the people at MKR why we should go on the show. Any ideas? It looks like we will be filming it tomorrow evening – with the cut-off date of Sunday midnight fast approaching!

We want the video to not only represent us – but our state as well. Let’s face it – Victoria hasn’t done so well in this competition so far and we really hope we can do something about it!

Ruza lives in the city – with the Vic Market and other awesome places to buy ingredients all around her. Me? Well I am in foodie heaven too – on the Bellarine Peninsula. It’s becoming famous for its olive oil, wines, pick-you-own strawberries and saffron is even grown five minutes down the road from my home. Let’s not forget the fabulous seafood, including mussels from Portarlington. We are a classic pair of city meets surf and we have the cooking skills to showcase it to the rest of the country.

Leave your ideas in the comments section below and don’t forget to visit the MKR Forum and put in a good word for us!

I know – it’s a long shot – but you’ve got to give these things a try. You only get one shot at life, after all!

Be Inspired~