Wednesday, June 30, 2010

You'll be glad to know SafeSearch works

Whilst having a long-anticipated facial, it is very distrubing to have the esthetician in desperate need of blowing her nose. One doesn't really want to hear, *snork!* *sniff* *snuffle* from someone who is leaning over your head while you are lying down with your eyes closed.

All I could think, after, "Please. Stop. Blow your nose. I'll wait." was,

I am SO blogging this!

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl

Her Maj is currently this side of the pond, in case you think she's been misplaced. She's been calling it "her home away from home." And you know what that means. She's expecting us to do her laundry and loan her $50 for beer, isn't she?
And of course, we'll do it. How could you resist that face?

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

Rant #1

People who feel they have superior taste in clothing and have editorial rights over everyone else. I shall pick my own clothes, thankewverymuch. You get to dress yourself. I get to dress me. I won't laugh if you don't.

Monday, June 07, 2010

16 Horsepower - Black Soul Choir

Saturday, June 05, 2010

Engrish - it's arive and well

This is the inside of the travel case that came with the flatiron I bought earlier this week. The brand name on the case (but not the flatiron) is "Slappa," which will no doubt also provide a giggle for my readers on t'other side of t'pond.

Friday, June 04, 2010

Decorating cents

This chair came from my parents' house. I don't know exactly how old it is, but I can't remember it not being there. When I was a child, it was covered with a striped fabric in burgundy and cream, a fabric I think I would still like. But it got worn and my parents had it re-upholstered in the 70s. (How can you tell?) I thought this floral fabric was hideous then and I haven't really changed my mind.

What do you think? Is this back in fashion or does it need re-covering STAT!?! Answers on a postcard to the usual, etc., etc..

Don't be distracted by the unmatching carpet. That's being torn up soon.

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Guilt, thy name is me

Why do I feel such guilt whenever I buy anything for myself? I just purchased this headboard pictured here online. It is reasonably priced and beyond practical. It's not a $6,000 antique fussy, canopy princess-y type headboard, (NTTAWWT) it is a sturdy, very practical with a little twist of style (in my mind, anyway) bookcase head board.

I have a full time job. I don't squander my money. My last furniture purchase was in 2002 or thereabouts - a couch/sofa/chesterfield (pick your vernacular) and matching arm chair for which I paid $125.00, second hand. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS CDN, people. It was about 15 years old, but in mint condition, having been literally only driven by a little old lady. New, similar sets would probably have a zero in between that 5 and that decimal point.

I have not had a headboard for my bed since 1999. Give or take a year.

Whence the guilt?

A certain no-longer-married-to-me person has a lot to answer for. But after 15 years, shouldn't my sense of balance have been restored? Other people redecorate their entire freakin' houses every couple of years. And here I am, second guessing the purchase of a relatively inexpensive piece of furniture that has needed replacing since the late 1990s.

Insanity. It's not for the weak of heart.

Update Also bought this comforter set... but not the throw pillows. Yeah, that made me feel guilty, too, and I haven't bought a new duvet/comforter in about 10 years. I am SUCH a spendthrift. Go, me.

P.S. - It is very cozy and warm. SQUEEEE!