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Morning Coffee | The One With the Bump on the Head

It’s Saturday morning, which means it’s time to pour a coffee (or a tea, or even a stiff gin, depending what timezone you’re in…) and settle in for a quick catch-up…

morning coffee

This week started with a bang: on the head, I mean.

It was Saturday night, and we’d taken these outfit photos during the day, which meant we had the camera with us. When we got home, we had a bunch of stuff to ferry from car-to-door, so, in order to make things a bit easier on myself, I slung the camera round my neck, using the strap which is attached to it for that very purpose.

Well, I made it safely into the house, put my bags down, and started to remove the camera by raising it up by the strap. I got the thing just as far as my forehead, when… SMACK! The camera swung forward and slammed right into the into my forehead. OUCH.

“GAH!” I shrieked, prompting Terry to come strolling in from the hall and casually ask if I was OK. You can tell he’s had quite a bit of experience with me injuring myself, can’t you?

“Yeah,” he said, when I explained what had happened. “There’s a dent in the middle of your forehead now.”

“A DENT!” I shrieked in horror. “OMG!”

“And it’s bleeding,” Terry informed me. “Do you want a photo of it?”

“Are you SERIOUSLY more concerned about photographing my bleeding forehead than making sure I’m not concussed or something?” I demanded.

“What?” replied Terry, all innocence. “I just thought you’d want a photo for your blog? It’s the kind of thing you do?”

And, I mean, YEAH, it IS the kind of thing I do. And I DID try to take a photo the next day, once I’d established I wasn’t going to die. Fortunately for me, though, the resulting bump n’ bruise (for yes, it’s a double-whammy: lucky me!) didn’t actually show up in the photos, and is small enough to be covered up with concealer in real life too, although if you’d met me this week, and had been paying close enough attention, you’d possibly have noticed the skin straining over the bump. Still, no lasting damage was done (totally resisting the impluse to make a joke about me not having enough of a brain to damage here…), so that’s the main thing. I can’t quite believe I managed to hurt myself with my own camera, though. Fashion blogging is dangerous, people. Don’t let anyone tell you different.

bump on the head

(You totally can’t see the bump, right? In the photo on the right, Rubin’s all, “SERIOUSLY, Amber? How are you even still alive?!”)

Anyway! The bump on the head wasn’t the only thing attempting to ruin my weekend, for last week’s lurgy lingered on until this Tuesday. As illnesses go, it wasn’t a particularly bad one, so I can’t complain too much. I DID complain anyway, though, because after the first few days I was just sick of being sick, basically, and when I’m sick, I take everyone down with me.

I was also sick of living in a building site, so I was really happy to get the house back to some semblance of order by Sunday evening, just in time for Homeland. (Which we’re now all caught up with and having to watch on “live” TV, just like in the olden days…) My joy was short-lived, though, because by Tuesday we’d started on our next projects, and chaos once again reigned – and probably will for the forseeable future, too, because, in our infinite wisdom, we’ve decided to remodel the kitchen AND powder room at the same time. I mean, part of me thinks, “Yeah, whatevs, let’s just get it all out of the way at the same time,” but the other half is screaming, “WTF? WHY IS THERE A TOILET IN MY KITCHEN?!”

Yes, there is a toilet in my kitchen. Also a sink. An extra one, I mean. And it’s not a bathroom sink, either. No, this would be the new kitchen sink, to replace the old kitchen sink, which can’t actually be replaced until next Friday at the very earliest (and probably not even then, actually), because first we need to install the new worktops. (Which wont arrive until Friday.) And the new hob, which is also lying around the kitchen at the moment, taking up precious space. The bathroom, meanwhile… let’s not even go there. And not JUST because there isn’t actually a toilet in it at the moment.

The ground floor of my house, basically, is an absolute mess. Seriously, it’s almost as bad as when the hall had to be dug up, only this time it’s a mess of our own making (Well, some of it is, anyway. The bathroom wall and floor HAD to be replaced, on account of the whole ‘drain’ issue...), so we don’t even have the right to complain about it. Again, we ARE complaining, obviously (or I am). We just… don’t really have the right to.  I’m seriously DONE with living in a mess, though. I know it sounds silly, but I actually find it really hard to deal with – I’ve reached the stage now that, when I’m driving somewhere, or out walking the dog, or whatever, I’ll find myself looking longingly at all the other houses I pass and thinking, “I bet THEY don’t have a toilet in their kitchen! I bet it’s a lovely and clean and tidy, too! And they can sit on the sofa and watch Homeland without having to climb over a hob to get to it!” GAH.

sleeping dog, lying

Anyway. I will try to keep the whining to a minimum from this point on. If I ever mention remodeling ANY part of my house, though, please feel free to remind me of this. I just hope we don’t get confused and end up installing the hob in the bathroom, and the toilet in the kitchen or something…

But enough about me! Pour your coffee, pull up a seat, and tell me about your week!

[P.S. There are some new posts over in the Diary section this week. I’m trying to come up with a solution to have it flagged up on the homepage whenever the Diary is updated, but for now, you can see the post list in the sidebar!] [Edited to add: I actually added a ‘latest in Diary’ section to the homepage, just under the ‘Latest Posts’ section. It’s not perfect, but it’ll let you know if the diary has been updated without any extra clicking!]

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10 Comments
  • CiCi Marie
    October 25, 2014

    Well, my week has not involved toilets being in the wrong room, so I’d say I’d feel like I was winning at life… only I’ve just literally spent an hour scrubbing limescale/scum off the bath while my boyfriend is out shopping, so I think that would be a lie. I’m also now terrified of my camera, too. This week I realised I really have lost my black vintage cat eye glasses, so I’ve spent a lot of time moping about that and suddenly deciding every outfit I wear now would look better with them. Mind you, it has led to some very enjoyable online window shopping… Got my eye on some Ray-Bans now… Every cloud.

    • Amber
      October 25, 2014

      Oh no! I almost cried when I lost my favourite sunglasses – and by “almost”, I mean, “I totally DID cry.” Mine actually came back to me in the end, though, so there’s always hope! And in the meantime, there’s always online shopping 😉

  • Janean
    October 25, 2014

    I am not going to lie (and I have to emphasize that I am NOT being patronizing, I mean what I am about to say wholeheartedly) I actually really admire you for being able to live in your house and stay sane! My stress-levels go through the roof when there is too much mess, so seriously, you’re basically Superwoman in my world.
    Here’s to wishing your home a speedy recovery!

    • Amber
      October 26, 2014

      Haha, don’t worry, I’m just glad someone understands!

  • Selina
    October 25, 2014

    I love how Rubin looks like he is having a conversation with you

  • Mana
    October 25, 2014

    My son’s got pneumonia, and I’m worried for him, but he seems to be doing great,and I let my library books go overdue, so now I owe fines which is annoying but not world ending. But on the other hand I think having to climb over a hob and having a toilet in my kitchen would send me over the edge. I can’t wait to see the finished room(s) though.

    Mana
    Fashion and Happy Things

    • Amber
      October 26, 2014

      Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry to hear about your son! Hope he’s feeling better soon – that must be so worrying 🙁

  • Corinne
    October 25, 2014

    Haha – Terry wanting to take a photo of your bump. For your blog. It’s perfect.

    I’m having a catch-up of your blog after a few weeks away and very much enjoying it. I just find myself smiling as I read your words. I love how you retell stories!

    Off to the diary section now..

    Have a nice weekend,
    Corinne x

  • Wild Tea Party
    October 26, 2014

    I hate head bumps, they’re the worst! You have my empathy this week. I too have a bruise! I’m house sitting this week. It all sounded good at first, but they have a puppy that’s not been well trained. I was getting into my pjs on the first night there and had taken my underwear off in the process. The puppy came up, grabbed my underpants and ran under the bed. I was pulling out the storage tubs to get to her when she scooted out the other side and out the cat flap into the backyard. So there I was in the dark in the backyard trying to corner a puppy who was flinging my underpants around and had decided this was the best game ever. I don’t know what the neighbours thought. She finally ran inside and headed for the bedroom again, so I figured I’d corner her. Only, she changed directions and I tried to change directions on the hall rug over the polished wooden floorboards and ended up slipping and banging my knee into the floor. It’s got a big bruise on it. I did get my underpants in the end, too. And she hadn’t chewed any holes either, which is awesome, because I really like those underpants.

    • Amber
      October 27, 2014

      OMG! That sounds like quite the adventure! I’d almost forgotten how much of a handful puppies can be – I remember a few similar scenarios when Rubin was tiny: I try to remind myself of them every time I start wanting another puppy!

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