The Mysterious Case of the Missing Pint Glasses
Slight change of format for this week’s post, folks: instead of trying (and ultimately failing) to take a photo every day, I’ve just taken photos of the highlights. Or the lowlights, as the case may be. So here’s what happened this week…
THE MYSTERIOUS CASE OF THE MISSING PINT GLASSES
This week, like all the best weeks, started with champagne, which we bought purely as an excuse to use our swish new champagne glasses (£7, Tesco. I know!), and also to celebrate the return of Mad Men to our screens. (Because obviously I’m a Mad Men fan: you could’ve guessed that, huh?)
These were not the only new glasses we bought this week, though. Terry has been on a bit of a mission to sort out our glassware collection, and this has mostly revolved around him accusing me of stealing all the pint glasses, which, I mean, WHY? Why would I do that? What would I do with a collection of pint glasses? Where does he think I’m hiding them all?
So many questions, not nearly enough answers, because the fact is, The Mysterious Case of the Missing Pint Glasses is as much a mystery to me as it is to Terry. (And to you too, now, I guess. Where ARE all those pint glasses?) I mean, I have ONE pint glass, which I fill with water each night and keep by the bed, just in case I get thirsty during the night (I never DO, obviously, but I can’t sleep without that glass of water there, because anytime I forget it, THAT’S when I’ll be thirsty in the night…), but as for the rest, who knows? Not me. Not Terry, apparently. Probably not Rubin, although you never really know with him, do you?
Anyway, we bought new pint glasses, and with that announcement, I think my weekly roundups have hit an all time low. Here are some pretty shoes to make up for it:
YET ANOTHER PAIR OF MEL FLATS:
Yes, it’s another pair of Mel jelly flats. No, I don’t think I have enough pairs of those by now: as I said in yesterday’s post, they’re so comfortable, and so handy for dog walking etc, that I just can’t get enough of them. I’ll probably stop buying them soon. Either that, or never. It’ll be one of the two, anyway.
TERRY’S TOTALLY ROUTINE CHECK-UP:
On Monday, Terry had one of his regular check-ups with his kidney transplant consultant. He has these a few times a year, just so they can keep an eye on the transplant, and make sure everything’s going well: it’s totally routine, but even although there was absolutely nothing to suggest the results would be anything out of the ordinary, I still spent most of the day on tenterhoooks, worrying that THIS would be the time those routine blood tests would highlight something Very Very Bad, and our lives would destroyed in an instant. I mean, it’s happened before , and although most of the time I don’t really think much about those dark days of dialysis and non-stop fear, I don’t think you ever really get over the worry that it might happen again. I never do, anyway, but then again, I can’t even have an eye test without panicking that they’re going to diagnose me with a brain tumour, so I’m not really the best judge of that. Yay, health anxiety!
Thankfully, however, all that worry was for nothing, and by the end of the day the results were in, and were absolutely fine: phew! We should probably have saved some of that champagne, huh?
(Note to self: book that eye test. Just do it. Because it’s probably NOT a brain tumour…)
THE DUCK SOAP THAT FINALLY FULFILLED ITS DESTINY:
Last year, my parents went to Florida, and brought me back this duck soap, as part of their continuing campaign to torment me with ducks and gnomes. Naturally, I took the soap and placed it in the bathroom cabinet, with the intention of never, ever using it, because a) it has a face and b) it was a special soap. You don’t use your special soap, do you? That’s just crazytalk!
Obviously I knew my actions regarding the duck soap were totally ridiculous. Because it’s SOAP, for God’s sake. And I’m fairly sure my parents didn’t bring it all the way back from the States just so I could keep it in my bathroom cabinet forever, so when we ran out of shower gel this week, I took a deep breath, unwrapped the soap, and put it in the shower. Then I told Terry that if he dares use it, I’ll kill him.
No, OK, I didn’t: we are using the soap. I’m actually still feeling a bit guilty about it (I mean, a FACE, people. IT HAS A FACE!), but OMG, I’m glad I unwrapped it, because as soon as I did – and without it even coming into contact with water – it filled the entire room with the most amazing scent. Honestly, it was on my desk for about two minutes while I peeled the wrapping off it, and a few hours later I could STILL smell it. That’s one seriously good soap. Shame about the whole “face” thing, though…
THAT WEIRD DRESS FROM H&M:
On Thursday, this dress arrived from H&M:
But I sent it back, because of this weird detail:
I mean, what even IS it? Is it a bird? A plane? Suspenders? Superman? All I know is that it confused the life out of me, and clothes should not be confusing. They just shouldn’t.
Don’t be fooled, people: I might look happy here (And also kinda yellow, actually: it’s because I was using the tripod and remote, and it turned out the colour balance was all wrong. I’m not ACTUALLY that colour…), but I was SO CONFUSED. (I think your arms are supposed to go through the two gaps you can see. It was hard to do that without being a contortionist, though.) Why are you trying to make clothes complicated, H&M? SIMPLE clothes. Simple clothes are the way forward. Anyway, I sent it back, and the hunt for the Perfect White Dress continues. I’ll keep you posted.
(I kid: I’ve actually found the perfect white dress, but I can’t afford it. Woe!)
MY EMAIL NEWSLETTER THAT I DON’T ACTUALLY HAVE A PHOTO OF:
Finally, this week I created my first ever email newsletter, which should go out this afternoon, assuming nothing goes wrong. I don’t have any set plans for the newsletter, but I do know I don’t want it just to be a bunch of links to the blog. I mean, there will BE links to the blog, because that’s kind of the whole point, really, but I know that anyone who wants to see the latest posts will just come here and see them, without me needing to send an email about it, so I’m hoping to include some other stuff, too. So this week’s newsletter contains an outfit out-take, a sneak peek at what’s coming up next week, plus some links to other blogs I’ve enjoyed – if you want to join the mailing list, you’ll find the sign-up box in the sidebar![imagebox maintitle=”FOLLOW ME ON BLOGLOVIN'” subtitle=”” image=”http://www.foreveramber.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/the-hell.jpg” color=”white” space=”60″ link=”https://www.bloglovin.com/blogs/forever-amber-731286″]