Thursday, 27 September 2012

Books - the epitome of contentment

Yes I know, I own too many already, I haven't read all of them and probably never will but look what came through the door today. Oh yeah! John Wyndham is fantastic, I loved The Chrysalids and recommend it to anyone who has good taste in books.

It's ok, the overbuying you know. I'm I member of the Book Addicts forum, the thread where people admit to overbuying and not always reading I am not alone!

Admit it! You do it too.

Thursday, 20 September 2012

Notorious C.A.T

Which of the neighbours has she eaten now....

Della is an elusive creature. I doubt anyone who lives here has actually seen her in the 13 years she's prowled this earth. Stealth Cat. Shoulda been SAS.

Sunday, 16 September 2012

Monday, 10 September 2012

Starry shoes? Yes please.

Awe and wonder. They're a bit of an odd shape, my feet distort in them. Maybe its my feet that are distorted.

I love my new foot bending shoes.

Sunday, 9 September 2012

Sunday Evening - the time before the dreaded Monday morning

Hello there!

I'm trying to eke out the last of my weekend before going back to work tomorrow.  I've only managed to watch one film and 3 episodes of Real Housewives of New York. One of the housewives is following me on twitter too. I am too cool for school. I watched a film called 'The Spiral Staircase' about a man who murders women who have 'something wrong with them.' I must say I was *surprised* when the murderer was revealed.  These old films are the best.

There is so much wrong with this picture. For a start, Christmas chocolate. It's only September and Halloween hasn't even been yet. This discounted chocolate means I'm going to start my winter gorging earlier than planned. Secondly product placement is a bit retarded and sums up today's society quite well I think.  I, personally, start thinking about Christmas towards the end of November. Working out how much to spend on presents but still leaving plenty of the paycheck for self-gifting. It's all about getting the priorities right.

This bee thing has good taste, this lovely, purple flower is part of a chocolate mint plant.  Actually. It smells like chocolate mint. CHOCOLATE MINT! I haven't actually used it for anything yet. Ideas welcome. I probably won't use any of them but feel free to suggest!

Monobrow Dog

Cauliflower cheese looks like congealed sick.  I tried it today for the first time and it wasn't bad. Think I'd rather have the sick on a separate plate please. It doesn't go with my peas.

This Gnome flowerpot thing was a gift to my Mum. I love it. Mum only kept it because it was given to her by someone special otherwise it would have been in the bin. There is clearly no accounting for taste...(Mum)

Told you I had an aspiring model.  Here is Andrew modelling the red neck look.

If I don't stop buying books I'm going to have to remove the legs of my bed and use books to hold it up. My book collection is now spreading under the bed. I'm going to have to have a chat with the parents. It's time they moved out (of their own home). I need the space.

Imagined conversation:

Parents: Why should we move out? It's our home.

Me: Don't be selfish. I didn't ask to be born. I wish you weren't my parents. I'm adopted. My real parents wouldn't do this to me.

Parents: Ah, good point. You are absolutely correct. We'll pack our bags and be gone within the hour.

Me: Winner.

Wednesday, 5 September 2012

Cryogenics and Iowans

This week I've been quite good to myself and god knows I've deserved it. I bought a lovely red espresso machine which arrived USED and BROKEN. I cried and then yelled for a new one immediately. It didn't arrive as promptly as it should have but it's here and it's great to have!

Today I had an all day training session for clients and an essay to finish for Open University and I lost £20 somewhere between taking it out and crossing the road.  I think I left it in the machine because I was thinking too much. Sadly the locals are mostly feral so the chance of them calling out and letting me know I hadn't removed the cash is as likely as Steven Segal ever becoming a remotely decent actor. (the reference comes from him being on my TV right now and acting shit.)

My print of American Gothic arrived, it is framed and on the wall. I really do like it. I loved how the Iowans were furious at their depiction as "pinched, grim-faced, puritanical Bible-thumpers"*. 

I've kind of gone a bit mental with the Arthur Hailey books and have now bought them all even though I've never actually read one. The covers are too appealing. Retro gets me every time. I'll post the collection online when they all arrive. I also found some Acorns and bought a tub of candy floss.

The last few days might have been one thing after another but the essay is complete and submitted and I can now rest in peace. GOODBYE ESSAY! YOU WON'T BE MISSED!

Picture time!

Reviving Machine
Forget Cryogenics, this is the only machine you need. Note the lovely tiny Le Creuset espresso mug on the top. The whole thing is tiny and cute and brings me to life in the morning.

Bit of a problem here - The photo is the wrong way round and I really cannot be arsed adjusting it.  Let's just call it 'arty' for now. These are the three I picked up last week. I already have the 1st Pan book of horror stories so I couldn't really leave the 2nd on a shelf. The shop that used to sell the books for 50p has increased their prices 100%!  Arthur Hailey, as seen here, the 'Strong Medicine' one features the lovely Patrick Duffy or Bobby Ewing on the cover. It claims to be 'The compulsive number one international best seller!' We'll see.

Autumn is my favourite time of year. I have spotted a winter coat that I'm going to flounce around in, looking incredibly awesome and fabulous. I won't reveal the location until I possess it in case I start a mad rush like those celebs do when they 'mention' their favourite lipstick or shoe liner.

I have book club tomorrow and we are discussing 'The Reluctant Fundamentalist'. I hated it. Apparently it's 'amazing, beautifully written, thought-provoking' but I hated the style it was written in. Shit. 3/10. 3 because I liked the cover and it fooled me.

Time for some University Challenge and bed socks. 


P.S I told you... Fat doesn't mean unfit....

*Iowan ref: AndrĂ©a Fernandes. "mental_floss Blog » Iconic America: Grant Wood -