Bargain of the Month #2

Well, hey, I know it's not quite September yet, but had to tell you about this one. In my continuing quest to get things cheap or free, I just went to a new hair salon that has opened up quite near me to have my hair cut and highlighted - but did it as a model. The trainee who did it can't have been more than 18 but she was very good and I'm pleased with the result. I'm even more pleased with the price: £20 (the cut was free, just paid for the highlights). Bonza!

The Scoundrels!

Oh shit oh shit oh shit ...

As requested by my sister, a picture of my new rug in situ. Hurrah.

I've spent all day trying to get round to doing some more college work, really need to get it all finished in the next couple of weeks. But why is it that you always find something absolutely vital to do when you should be doing something else? So far I've hoovered (the rug of course) AND mopped. I've done some washing and hung it up. Had lunch. Washed up. Written some emails. Organised the picture folder on my hard drive (been meaning to do that for AGES). And now I'm blogging. All important and vital stuff, obviously, and far more important than actually doing WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO BE DOING.

Gaarrrgggh. I despair of myself.

Well hey, maybe I SHOULD join a gym...

So, how do we know whether the Many Vast Elephants Made their Jam Sandwiches at Nine in the morning or Nine in the evening now?

Oh Christ! Oh Jesus Christ!

The other day, driving home from work, I saw an horrific vision: a poster with the words 'The Wicker Man' and 'Nicolas Cage' emblazened on it. With an increasing sense of disquiet, I investigated it further when I returned on home on t'interweb and found this.

Now, I'm all for Hollywood remaking classics and adding a few more explosions and love interests.....oh no, hang on, I'm not. I mean for F*CKS sake. The Wicker Man? What's next? Suggested by my friend Guy:

Coming this fall... a heartwarming family comedy starring Adam Sandler, Will Ferrall and Jim Carrey... "Withnail"

The thing is, it wouldn't surprise me even one little bit. Sigh.

I'm well aware that I'm terribly childish but this made me laugh big time.

And big congratulations to my friend Bryn and his wife Nicole over in Oz who had a baby girl last week. Is there something in the water? Why is everyone I know having babies all of a sudden? And far more importantly, does anyone know any nice single men they want to throw my way?

Bargain of the Month #1

Welcome to a new feature: Bargain of the Month. I love a bargain, me. Yesterday I was in York with my family and happen to wander into Habitat. Okay, so not an uncommon occurance, as you may be aware, but still. They had a 'clearance corner' which had a few reduced items and I spotted a rug leaning up against the wall. Now, I've been after a rug for my lounge but haven't found anything suitable* yet so I thought I'd take a look. It turned out to be 'Genevieve', which you can find if you go to the Habitat website (can't do a direct link as their website is a bit annoying like that), which is jolly nice and was listed as £395 in the catalogue, but £295 on the website. Anway, due to a couple of black marks (which came off straight away with Carpet Power), it was available for the much reduced price of £73. I thank you.

*okay, cheap enough then

Happy news!

My friend Suzie had her baby last night - all went well and she had a waterbirth at home. All went SO well in fact, and SO quickly at the end, that despite a mad rush to get there, I missed the birth by 9 minutes. Damn and blast! But running up the stairs only to see Suzie already sat with little Joseph in the pool, both looking somewhat shocked, was amazing. He's so gorgeous. Well done and congratulations to you both.

For those who are not so interested in babies and the like, you may instead find this rather fascinating. I sure as hell did.

Still poo-free...the gorgeous little darlings.

Proud mummy

Last night was the first poo-free night with the kittens! I'm so excited. So nice to be able to pick them up and cuddle them without worrying about getting poo on my clothes or to have to chase them round with a damp piece of cotton wool trying to wipe their bottoms or to have to mop the floor every morning...

Please keep your collective fingers crossed that it's permanent!