How did it become Friday so fast?? It's bonkers. You can spend a week at work and it can feel like it lasts a century, but spend a week decorating and it flies by. Perhaps I should sack this librarian lark and become a painter and decorator instead.
Even though today sees the last official day of the holiday, it sadly doesn't indicate the end of the decorating. I've put one coat on the front of the evil louvered doors but still have to do a 2nd coat plus the backs of them. My arms and shoulders are aching from sanding plus glossing 4 evil louvered doors. I needs me a good massage. Or a hot bath, which is more likely to happen :o) From my vantage point of the living room, sitting on a plastic carrier bag in case I have paint on my arse, and back up against the squidgy beanbag, I can see the kitchen walls, and they look fabby. So I know it's been worth all the effort but wow it's been hard. I feel like I deserve a pat on the back but then feel like a bit of a wuss for saying that. Perhaps I should just get on with it and stop whining eh, much better.
To completely change the subject. I got a free magazine with my copy of heat this week and it was a bit tatty but hey I'll read anything during my lunch break. And I started reading about this website which described itself as like ebay. I personally call it just a tad scary. Hell seemingly do hath no fury like a woman scorned, or even their mother! Have any of you ever seen this before? And what I want to know is, would you?
xx
Friday, 9 May 2008
Thursday, 8 May 2008
Standards, slipping
It's amazing, considering how meticulous I generally am about what I wear, that for the past 4 days I've been wearing the same paint covered vest and jeans. And I haven't washed my hair for days either. Turns out, it's quite easy to let your standards slip and be a total scruff bag when the only people who see you are your ma (whose kind of required to think you're fabulous) and other nearest and dearest (who have seen me in all manner of situations now so no need to put on a show). I don't think that I smell...at least no-one has told me I do anyway, so they're either being really polite or I in fact smell the same as ever, chuckle.
I have finally put 2 coats on both the bathroom and kitchen walls. I am absolutely hearting both of them and am so glad that I picked the colours that I did. Only the dreaded louvered doors to begin glossing now. So much for that day at the beach! But the whole reason for taking the week off was to decorate so decorate I shall.
Well apart from when I had to nip out to the shops just now. Don't worry my lovely readers, I hasten to add that I got changed into something resembling a fashionable outfit and my paint smeared hair is my new look; I think I rock it quite well. The orange clashes wonderfully with the red and the black. Anyhoo I drift away. I went looking for towels. Towels could not be found. Instead came home with cushions, baskets, sheets, a mop, an oven glove, a mosaic mirror and a duckboard for the bathroom. Sheesh. Not bad for a couple of hours. But oh it's horrible out there! It's hot so people are wearing nasteee outfits, and tempers are frazzled, drivers are making sudden moves without indication...wits were needed muchly just to make it home alive.
Which of course I did. So now I've stripped off to something cooler (skirt and vest), have got Jack Johnson on the stereo, windows open to educate the street in good music, and am about to start on one of my famous thrown together pasta dishes for dins. Yum.
Laters my friends x
I have finally put 2 coats on both the bathroom and kitchen walls. I am absolutely hearting both of them and am so glad that I picked the colours that I did. Only the dreaded louvered doors to begin glossing now. So much for that day at the beach! But the whole reason for taking the week off was to decorate so decorate I shall.
Well apart from when I had to nip out to the shops just now. Don't worry my lovely readers, I hasten to add that I got changed into something resembling a fashionable outfit and my paint smeared hair is my new look; I think I rock it quite well. The orange clashes wonderfully with the red and the black. Anyhoo I drift away. I went looking for towels. Towels could not be found. Instead came home with cushions, baskets, sheets, a mop, an oven glove, a mosaic mirror and a duckboard for the bathroom. Sheesh. Not bad for a couple of hours. But oh it's horrible out there! It's hot so people are wearing nasteee outfits, and tempers are frazzled, drivers are making sudden moves without indication...wits were needed muchly just to make it home alive.
Which of course I did. So now I've stripped off to something cooler (skirt and vest), have got Jack Johnson on the stereo, windows open to educate the street in good music, and am about to start on one of my famous thrown together pasta dishes for dins. Yum.
Laters my friends x
Wednesday, 7 May 2008
Music shopping
This always happens to me. I'll be doing something where I have the radio on and there are certain songs that will forever be remembered to be part of that job. The last time I was doing big decorating it was the weekend of Glastonbury and I had Radio 1 on all weekend and the songs that came out of there were just amazing.
As I mentioned yesterday I've been listening to the fabby Xfm via my lovely digital radio. Because they are all about the fantastic choons I've just been forced to go online and buy The Kooks, One Night Only, and Vampire Weekend. Damn that pesky radio and its fantastic playlist. But ooooh roll on the new cds arriving.
Quick decorating update: first coat of gorgeous Sienna in the kitchen...and all over Dizz too. It seems virtually impossible for me to do this painting lark without getting it all over my arms...and my legs (shorts)...and my chest too rather bizarrely. And tonight I put the second coat in the bathroom. So progress good. But I'm developing muscles that I didn't even know I had, but hey beats the gym!
Anyhoo Fizz has just arrived and since we don't see her much these days due to her travelling roadshow so will sign off now and enjoy a cuppa and a chat.
Later alligator xx
As I mentioned yesterday I've been listening to the fabby Xfm via my lovely digital radio. Because they are all about the fantastic choons I've just been forced to go online and buy The Kooks, One Night Only, and Vampire Weekend. Damn that pesky radio and its fantastic playlist. But ooooh roll on the new cds arriving.
Quick decorating update: first coat of gorgeous Sienna in the kitchen...and all over Dizz too. It seems virtually impossible for me to do this painting lark without getting it all over my arms...and my legs (shorts)...and my chest too rather bizarrely. And tonight I put the second coat in the bathroom. So progress good. But I'm developing muscles that I didn't even know I had, but hey beats the gym!
Anyhoo Fizz has just arrived and since we don't see her much these days due to her travelling roadshow so will sign off now and enjoy a cuppa and a chat.
Later alligator xx
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
Al fresco blogging
It's 1.05pm, I've finished the ceiling in the kitchen and am now sat in my yard enjoying yet another ham butty and a cheese scone. May seem like a lot but a gal's got to keep her energy up when she's painting up a storm.
May I say how incredibly fabby it is to be able to blog from my yard! Who'd have thunk it? My house might be falling down around my ears with its ever expanding cracks, mysterious hairy substance growing on the outer wall, and a crack that could split the house in half in the airing cupboard, but dang I can get a good signal for broadband! Mind you, both my phones are totally dead. And the microwave had to go to the recycling centre cos it broke. And my hairdryer only operates on the single temperature of scorching. Who really cares though when the sun is shining :o)
Had a bit of a moment earlier. I should explain. I really really hate painting ceilings. They totally stress me out. You're on top of a ladder all bent at funny angles, you can't see where you've been cos you're painting white on white, throw in the odd dizzy ooops nearly fell off the ladder moment there and you've got all the ingredients for a bit of an emotional Dizz. So I'm stood on the top of the ladder doing all of the above remembering my sis telling me last night that her hubby paints the ceilings cos she hates them, mind you he's like 6'4'' so probably just has to extend his arm and he's there. And I'm all like, oh woe is me where's my husband to paint the ceiling....sheesh. What's a girl to do? Well, I had a serious word with myself, danced along to a cracking good choon and carried on painting the effing ceiling. And now look. It's all done. And without any sniff of a husband. Yay! Husbands? Pah! Told you, it was a moment....
Have been enjoying the most fabby Xfm all day. They're basically dedicated to indie and alternative, the djs hardly chit-chat cos they're all about the choons, it's the BEST! I actually did almost fall off the ladder earlier as I strutted my stuff to The Wombats.
So there you have it. What a morning! It is literally so hot I have to go in and get suntan lotion. Woohoo, bring on the summer!
Laters xx
May I say how incredibly fabby it is to be able to blog from my yard! Who'd have thunk it? My house might be falling down around my ears with its ever expanding cracks, mysterious hairy substance growing on the outer wall, and a crack that could split the house in half in the airing cupboard, but dang I can get a good signal for broadband! Mind you, both my phones are totally dead. And the microwave had to go to the recycling centre cos it broke. And my hairdryer only operates on the single temperature of scorching. Who really cares though when the sun is shining :o)
Had a bit of a moment earlier. I should explain. I really really hate painting ceilings. They totally stress me out. You're on top of a ladder all bent at funny angles, you can't see where you've been cos you're painting white on white, throw in the odd dizzy ooops nearly fell off the ladder moment there and you've got all the ingredients for a bit of an emotional Dizz. So I'm stood on the top of the ladder doing all of the above remembering my sis telling me last night that her hubby paints the ceilings cos she hates them, mind you he's like 6'4'' so probably just has to extend his arm and he's there. And I'm all like, oh woe is me where's my husband to paint the ceiling....sheesh. What's a girl to do? Well, I had a serious word with myself, danced along to a cracking good choon and carried on painting the effing ceiling. And now look. It's all done. And without any sniff of a husband. Yay! Husbands? Pah! Told you, it was a moment....
Have been enjoying the most fabby Xfm all day. They're basically dedicated to indie and alternative, the djs hardly chit-chat cos they're all about the choons, it's the BEST! I actually did almost fall off the ladder earlier as I strutted my stuff to The Wombats.
So there you have it. What a morning! It is literally so hot I have to go in and get suntan lotion. Woohoo, bring on the summer!
Laters xx
Monday, 5 May 2008
The week in paint
I finished work on Friday to cries of delight as I was heading into a week's holiday. Then again, I am using said holiday to decorate my kitchen and bathroom so it's not really what you would call a holiday, more a kind of deco-day? Does that work...?
First things first: preparation. I started this on Sunday. Emptied out the kitchen, emptied out the bathroom. These two rooms now occupy most of the other rooms in the house. Then the cleaning. Boy. Tops of cupboards? Eeeek! Seriously, is there anyone out there who cleans such things regularly? But I have to admit I was kinda ashamed by how dirty they were. But now they're all lovely and clean and smell of bleach.
Well they did until I started glossing today. Now everything just smells of gloss. But it's all shiny white. Wavey came and helped me pull up my carpet in the kitchen as I am a girl all on her lonesome and my dad was busy and there was no way I was going to be able to lift up washing machines on my own. Turned out to be not as hard as I thought. Not for me anyway as I pretty much stood around and ate my ham butty whilst Wavey unplugged washing machines and fridges etc and lifted them whilst I pulled up carpets and avoided the spider webs that looked more like old lady hair. Yet again with the eek-ing. But no spiders. Weird. Where did they go? They must have heard I was going to be shifting their homes and have de-camped to nicer venues. I did make Wavey a cup of tea. And gave him half my Galaxy Ripple (almost half...) and then my ma appeared with Magnum Maya something or other's so he was well paid in food :o)
Glossing is now complete. Who knew the wood could be that white? Lovely. Tomorrow is the kitchen ceiling. And then start on the evil louvered doors from the bathroom cupboard. Much as I would love to be rid of these doors they kinda come with the cupboard so have to be done. They're currently green. And the bathroom is going to be blue so...gloss them too. It's gloss-tastic!
I'll post a few photos up once I've made some progress. But as everywhere currently looks like a bombsite I think I'll save the before images for just me and those nearest and dearest.
Oh wasn't today gorgeous? Sunshine! Hot sunshine. Lovely. I did briefly consider jacking it all in and just going to enjoy ice cold beer in the sunshine but I diligently stuck by my glossing instead, what a hero :o)
Laters xx
First things first: preparation. I started this on Sunday. Emptied out the kitchen, emptied out the bathroom. These two rooms now occupy most of the other rooms in the house. Then the cleaning. Boy. Tops of cupboards? Eeeek! Seriously, is there anyone out there who cleans such things regularly? But I have to admit I was kinda ashamed by how dirty they were. But now they're all lovely and clean and smell of bleach.
Well they did until I started glossing today. Now everything just smells of gloss. But it's all shiny white. Wavey came and helped me pull up my carpet in the kitchen as I am a girl all on her lonesome and my dad was busy and there was no way I was going to be able to lift up washing machines on my own. Turned out to be not as hard as I thought. Not for me anyway as I pretty much stood around and ate my ham butty whilst Wavey unplugged washing machines and fridges etc and lifted them whilst I pulled up carpets and avoided the spider webs that looked more like old lady hair. Yet again with the eek-ing. But no spiders. Weird. Where did they go? They must have heard I was going to be shifting their homes and have de-camped to nicer venues. I did make Wavey a cup of tea. And gave him half my Galaxy Ripple (almost half...) and then my ma appeared with Magnum Maya something or other's so he was well paid in food :o)
Glossing is now complete. Who knew the wood could be that white? Lovely. Tomorrow is the kitchen ceiling. And then start on the evil louvered doors from the bathroom cupboard. Much as I would love to be rid of these doors they kinda come with the cupboard so have to be done. They're currently green. And the bathroom is going to be blue so...gloss them too. It's gloss-tastic!
I'll post a few photos up once I've made some progress. But as everywhere currently looks like a bombsite I think I'll save the before images for just me and those nearest and dearest.
Oh wasn't today gorgeous? Sunshine! Hot sunshine. Lovely. I did briefly consider jacking it all in and just going to enjoy ice cold beer in the sunshine but I diligently stuck by my glossing instead, what a hero :o)
Laters xx
Thursday, 24 April 2008
More than a week that was
There was a time when I blogged every single day and that was when I was writing a 16,500 word dissertation. Having said that, due to said dissertation I didn't really go out and have fun, so can I be excused lack of blogging due to living the life?
Quick update since the last post: the world ended up being squint with the throwing out/buying new things as I ended up taking back most of the things I had bought. What is it with clothes shops that don't stay consistent with sizing? I can understand being different sizes in different shops but to be different sizes in the same shop - surely that is just wrong? So I took back the purple vest and the black vest with the acid green logo as I could barely breathe once I had the things on. I also had to change a plain black vest for a smaller size cos my normal size was too big. And then I realised when I tried on the man's shirt that being 5'8'' I am the size of a small man anyhoo so the shirt fit me perfectly. Which really wasn't the point. I wanted it to be big and falling off my shoulders and...well I had an image, the shirt didn't live up to it. What I think I really need to do is do what I used to and borrow one of my dad's! Plus I really wanted blue check and it was lilac stripe, so in summing up, the shirt went back too. Squint world. Clearly I need another bout of retail therapy :o)
Last week was oh so incredibly busy as I was "that usherette" up at theatre selling my icecreams. It was rather an odd week as my outfit was mainly focused around red tights of which I had 2 pairs of fishnets and one pair that I can only describe as having a black pattern on them that resembled a wrought iron fence. Those were indeedy a hit. The first night I wore them an old man stopped me in the street to ask me if I was "alright darling" to which I replied yes thank you and hurried on (as well as you can in 3 inch heels), he called after me to take care. For some reason he was concerned for my safety...All other reactions were mainly complimentary and I decided that those tights were clearly a good investment.
So we have reached this week. I'm going to do a list of loves and loathes for this week cos I like a list. First up with the loving:
1. A friend texting me to tell me that they've been out on a date wearing odd shoes :o)
2. The 69p Aldi disco biscuits: shortbread! caramel! chocolate! mini smarties! They really are rather fabulous
3. Bollywood dancing! Yep me and Fizz went to try it out. And we LOVED it. It was amazing. I came out of there with a big smile on my face and can't wait for the next class
4. The Skins soundtrack
5. Coffee and cake with my girlies tonight after work. It might have been short n sweet but it was still fabby
6. It's Friday tomorrow, yay!
7. The weekend, cos I'm taking my ma out for lunch and that will be just lovely
Now to the loathing:
1. The ironing pile that just keeps on growing
2. Getting out of bed every morning. That 4.30am bedtime from the after-show party has killed me this week
3. The book that I borrowed from R, cos it kept making me late to bed (which didn't help with the getting up) and late for work (which didn't help with the ever ailing flexi) but it was ace so I think this is more of a love to loathe
4. Journal queries at work. All the time. Make the phone stop...anyone?
5. The weather. Make your mind up. Sun or rain. And stop being so cold. We want to wear flipflops.
Now I have a little list of other things that have no name:
1. Feeling my long hair on my bare back now that I've started wearing vest tops again for work. I love that it's grown back so fast this time, yay!
2. My peeps being away from home. I'm kinda getting used to Fizz not being around so much as I've had more time to adjust to it. But Wavey's been away this week and it's just...odd. Feels like there's something missing when they're not here. Come back soon guys!
3. Having one of those horrible phone conversations where your heart starts to pound cos you are imagining the worst. One of my bestest buds was expecting a baby any day, I texted to see how she was and didn't hear anything back so I rang the house a couple of days later, a strange lady answered and when I asked to speak to S she replied oh can you speak to A instead...literally my heart started beating so hard and I was filling up thinking oh god what's happened to my friend...deep breath, she's okay. She had to have a c-section so is a bit battered but we have a new addition to our uni family, a baby girl, can't wait to meet her.
See how much happens when I don't blog? Sheesh. I think I'm done now. Anyone get any exciting news to share? Or more funny date stories... xx
Quick update since the last post: the world ended up being squint with the throwing out/buying new things as I ended up taking back most of the things I had bought. What is it with clothes shops that don't stay consistent with sizing? I can understand being different sizes in different shops but to be different sizes in the same shop - surely that is just wrong? So I took back the purple vest and the black vest with the acid green logo as I could barely breathe once I had the things on. I also had to change a plain black vest for a smaller size cos my normal size was too big. And then I realised when I tried on the man's shirt that being 5'8'' I am the size of a small man anyhoo so the shirt fit me perfectly. Which really wasn't the point. I wanted it to be big and falling off my shoulders and...well I had an image, the shirt didn't live up to it. What I think I really need to do is do what I used to and borrow one of my dad's! Plus I really wanted blue check and it was lilac stripe, so in summing up, the shirt went back too. Squint world. Clearly I need another bout of retail therapy :o)
Last week was oh so incredibly busy as I was "that usherette" up at theatre selling my icecreams. It was rather an odd week as my outfit was mainly focused around red tights of which I had 2 pairs of fishnets and one pair that I can only describe as having a black pattern on them that resembled a wrought iron fence. Those were indeedy a hit. The first night I wore them an old man stopped me in the street to ask me if I was "alright darling" to which I replied yes thank you and hurried on (as well as you can in 3 inch heels), he called after me to take care. For some reason he was concerned for my safety...All other reactions were mainly complimentary and I decided that those tights were clearly a good investment.
So we have reached this week. I'm going to do a list of loves and loathes for this week cos I like a list. First up with the loving:
1. A friend texting me to tell me that they've been out on a date wearing odd shoes :o)
2. The 69p Aldi disco biscuits: shortbread! caramel! chocolate! mini smarties! They really are rather fabulous
3. Bollywood dancing! Yep me and Fizz went to try it out. And we LOVED it. It was amazing. I came out of there with a big smile on my face and can't wait for the next class
4. The Skins soundtrack
5. Coffee and cake with my girlies tonight after work. It might have been short n sweet but it was still fabby
6. It's Friday tomorrow, yay!
7. The weekend, cos I'm taking my ma out for lunch and that will be just lovely
Now to the loathing:
1. The ironing pile that just keeps on growing
2. Getting out of bed every morning. That 4.30am bedtime from the after-show party has killed me this week
3. The book that I borrowed from R, cos it kept making me late to bed (which didn't help with the getting up) and late for work (which didn't help with the ever ailing flexi) but it was ace so I think this is more of a love to loathe
4. Journal queries at work. All the time. Make the phone stop...anyone?
5. The weather. Make your mind up. Sun or rain. And stop being so cold. We want to wear flipflops.
Now I have a little list of other things that have no name:
1. Feeling my long hair on my bare back now that I've started wearing vest tops again for work. I love that it's grown back so fast this time, yay!
2. My peeps being away from home. I'm kinda getting used to Fizz not being around so much as I've had more time to adjust to it. But Wavey's been away this week and it's just...odd. Feels like there's something missing when they're not here. Come back soon guys!
3. Having one of those horrible phone conversations where your heart starts to pound cos you are imagining the worst. One of my bestest buds was expecting a baby any day, I texted to see how she was and didn't hear anything back so I rang the house a couple of days later, a strange lady answered and when I asked to speak to S she replied oh can you speak to A instead...literally my heart started beating so hard and I was filling up thinking oh god what's happened to my friend...deep breath, she's okay. She had to have a c-section so is a bit battered but we have a new addition to our uni family, a baby girl, can't wait to meet her.
See how much happens when I don't blog? Sheesh. I think I'm done now. Anyone get any exciting news to share? Or more funny date stories... xx
Friday, 11 April 2008
The week that was
What a week! Boy am I glad it's Friday. It's been a real mixture of stuff this week so just to keep you entertained here has been my week, in no order whatsoever, ramblings-r-us.
T and I have worked our arses off this week at work. We started our summer tasks (ha! rain tasks more like) which has mainly involved us taking very very dusty journals off the shelves, putting them on trolleys, hauling full-up trolleys into lifts, packing said dusty journals into boxes to transfer to even dustier old store. Smart-ish wardrobe went out of the window as the dust battle was won. There's no benefit to any of you knowing this, other than telling you a bit more about libraryland. See? We don't just stamp books, we move 'em as well!
Been another throwing out week. This week I have said goodbye to:
1 dark grey t-shirt
1 pair of beloved black pumps with coloured stars all over them
4 pairs of black knickers that died the day.
Just to even out the world (wouldn't want it to be squint now would we) I have purchased:
1 black vest top plain
1 black vest top with acid green logo (oh that 80s comeback, LOVE IT)
1 purple vest top (I am anticipating a hot summer)
1 grey vest top with black stars (rockin' it today)
5 new pairs of knickers (blue, red, white extravaganza)
1 shiny red belt and 3 pairs of red tights (these are for theatre so don't count...) 1 man's shirt (which I intend to wear with skinnies and a low slung wide brown belt)
I'd just like to say that although that replacement list is bigger, it's okay, cos I went to Primark for most of it and spent 15 squid on the whole batch. Gotta love that disposable fashion :o)
Went to the cinema to see Son of Rambow. Loved that too. However, I'm not dwelling on a film review. What I instead need to tell you about is a shocking development on the icecream counter. The icecream peeps have always been lovely there, never mean, the tubs would overflow full of that yummy goodness. Yesterday we encountered a pair of scales. They have a new (read rubbish) method whereby you get 2 teeny tiny scoops and they have to weigh the correct amount. SAY WHAT? I am properly outraged by this! Do you think I should chain myself to the counter in protest until they go back to their normal ways? Oh and just to make Fizz chuckle: would you care for a wet topping with that...?
Lots of lovin' this week. My new favourite thing is my ipod speaker. Yep, I now have a gadgety thing that allows me to play my ipod at home! For all to hear! And it's got a weeny remote control that lets you into the ipod menu and stuff! I was so excited I didn't even take my coat off to set it up. And I stamped my feet with glee just like a small child. I have to say that Fizz's response to the sooper dooper speakers was less than enthusiastic. I'm still a little hurt by this. Little hint any future visitors: look excited about the speakers for Dizz even if you're not; she wants you all to share in her excited joy.
And so we've reached Friday. It started out fantastically. The sun was shining, all was good with the world. Of course this was never going to last. I had a challenging bus passenger, one crazeee customer who wouldn't let me get a word in edge-ways, bad news for a colleague which potentially affects me and T, the sun disappeared and changed to rain, I was wearing a teeny tiny jacket to celebrate the sun and it's turned so cold you can see your breath (brrrr), I met the challenging bus passenger again (why me?), oh and a colleague also said, "you have a lot of hair don't you"...I think she was politely trying to say "wow Dizz your hair is HUGE today". Hmmmmm.
So! I have a luverly dinner waiting for me now of sausages, curly fries and onion rings, yumness. And I'm going to put my feet up and watch tv all night long until my eyes turn square.
So long xx
T and I have worked our arses off this week at work. We started our summer tasks (ha! rain tasks more like) which has mainly involved us taking very very dusty journals off the shelves, putting them on trolleys, hauling full-up trolleys into lifts, packing said dusty journals into boxes to transfer to even dustier old store. Smart-ish wardrobe went out of the window as the dust battle was won. There's no benefit to any of you knowing this, other than telling you a bit more about libraryland. See? We don't just stamp books, we move 'em as well!
Been another throwing out week. This week I have said goodbye to:
1 dark grey t-shirt
1 pair of beloved black pumps with coloured stars all over them
4 pairs of black knickers that died the day.
Just to even out the world (wouldn't want it to be squint now would we) I have purchased:
1 black vest top plain
1 black vest top with acid green logo (oh that 80s comeback, LOVE IT)
1 purple vest top (I am anticipating a hot summer)
1 grey vest top with black stars (rockin' it today)
5 new pairs of knickers (blue, red, white extravaganza)
1 shiny red belt and 3 pairs of red tights (these are for theatre so don't count...) 1 man's shirt (which I intend to wear with skinnies and a low slung wide brown belt)
I'd just like to say that although that replacement list is bigger, it's okay, cos I went to Primark for most of it and spent 15 squid on the whole batch. Gotta love that disposable fashion :o)
Went to the cinema to see Son of Rambow. Loved that too. However, I'm not dwelling on a film review. What I instead need to tell you about is a shocking development on the icecream counter. The icecream peeps have always been lovely there, never mean, the tubs would overflow full of that yummy goodness. Yesterday we encountered a pair of scales. They have a new (read rubbish) method whereby you get 2 teeny tiny scoops and they have to weigh the correct amount. SAY WHAT? I am properly outraged by this! Do you think I should chain myself to the counter in protest until they go back to their normal ways? Oh and just to make Fizz chuckle: would you care for a wet topping with that...?
Lots of lovin' this week. My new favourite thing is my ipod speaker. Yep, I now have a gadgety thing that allows me to play my ipod at home! For all to hear! And it's got a weeny remote control that lets you into the ipod menu and stuff! I was so excited I didn't even take my coat off to set it up. And I stamped my feet with glee just like a small child. I have to say that Fizz's response to the sooper dooper speakers was less than enthusiastic. I'm still a little hurt by this. Little hint any future visitors: look excited about the speakers for Dizz even if you're not; she wants you all to share in her excited joy.
And so we've reached Friday. It started out fantastically. The sun was shining, all was good with the world. Of course this was never going to last. I had a challenging bus passenger, one crazeee customer who wouldn't let me get a word in edge-ways, bad news for a colleague which potentially affects me and T, the sun disappeared and changed to rain, I was wearing a teeny tiny jacket to celebrate the sun and it's turned so cold you can see your breath (brrrr), I met the challenging bus passenger again (why me?), oh and a colleague also said, "you have a lot of hair don't you"...I think she was politely trying to say "wow Dizz your hair is HUGE today". Hmmmmm.
So! I have a luverly dinner waiting for me now of sausages, curly fries and onion rings, yumness. And I'm going to put my feet up and watch tv all night long until my eyes turn square.
So long xx
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