Week in Photos
I almost considered calling this post my “Week in Blurry Photos”: most of these were taken with my phone (Because, well, things WILL keep happening when I don’t happen to have a handy DSLR slung around my neck!), so first of all, apologies for the worse-than-usual quality. I’m guessing not many people will be reading this over the holiday weekend anyway, though, so on with the show!
So, as I mentioned, on Saturday we went to a party, and I put my rollers in earlier in the day, so that my hair would be the size of a small planet by the time we left. With the rollers in, I went about my business as usual (inside the house, obviously – I don’t walk around in public with rollers in, although I know some people do…), until finally deciding to sit down and watch some TV.
It was at that point I realised my glasses were missing.
Now, I could’ve just gone and gotten another pair, or put in my contact lenses, but the fact is, the glasses in question are my favourite pair, and I HATE IT when I lose something, so I immediately began ransacking the house, safe in the knowledge that they couldn’t have gone THAT far. Well, I searched all of the usual places the glasses might be (Desk, bedside table, kitchen table, etc…) and, when that failed to turn up the goods, I searched all of the UNusual places they might be (laundry basket, fridge, inside the toilet…). No glasses. Uh-oh.
At this point I was starting to get a little concerned. There were only two places left I hadn’t checked: the outside bin (it was pouring at the time, and I didn’t want to go bin-raking unless I absolutely HAD to. I DID search the ones in the kitchen, though…) and the washing machine, which was, at that point, cheerfully whirring its way through a load of laundry – which I hoped to God didn’t include my missing glasses.
I did one more search of the house, but finally had to accept defeat, at which point I went and got a backup pair of glasses, and sat down on the couch to watch TV. I’d only been there for a few minutes when I reached up to make sure my rollers were still in place, and…
Uh-huh. They’d been on my stupid head the whole time. And I’d like to say this was the first time I’ve done something like this, but… you all know that would be a lie, right?
On Sunday, I was feeling a little, er, delicate, after the previous night’s partying, so I spent the morning in bed reading, until it was time to visit my parents, who still had Rubin at that point. Unfortunately I got so sucked into my book (Which was ‘Elizabeth is Missing‘ by Emma Healey, and absolutely fantastic….) that I once again ended up having to shower and dress in about 20 minutes flat: I was so close to the end of the book that I just HAD to finish it. Those are always the best books, aren’t they?
On Monday we woke up to snow again. GOD. I was indoors all day and forgot to take any photos, so please accept this one from Saturday, instead:
I know someone’s going to ask me why there’s a fork on my plate here, because who eats pizza with a fork? I know this because that’s what I thought when I looked at this photo, too. The truth is, I have no idea why there’s a fork on that plate: I can only assume I just picked it up on auto-pilot. Of course, I WAS still thinking about The Mysterious Case of the Missing Glasses, so I wasn’t exactly firing on all cylinders. Even less so than usual, I mean.
Tuesday was our wedding anniversary, and, once again, we woke up to SNOW. URGH. This will probably sound a bit odd to some of you, but Terry and I don’t normally DO anniversary gifts – not because we don’t care, I hasten to add, but just because we both find gift-shopping quite stressful, and don’t want to get each other random stuff just for the sake of it, so we give each other the gift of not-having-to-give-each-other-gifts, and spend the money on a nice dinner and maybe a bottle of champagne or something instead – which is exactly what we did! I did try to take some photos of our meal – because everyone loves a blurry photo of someone else’s food, right? – but the restaurant was too dark, so that didn’t work. How do food bloggers do it? I will never know.
These are The Cups. Yes, with capitals. Because they’re not just lower-case cups: they’re Magic Flying Cups*, and the aim is to stack them in a certain way, then un-stack them again, and see how fast you can do it. Here is a handy video in which an 11-year-old child demonstrates what I’m talking about, better than I can.
Terry bought The Cups at Christmas, thinking they would be a fun activity for the whole family, enlivening many a social occasion. He was right, too, because as it turns out, everyone loves The Cups. Well, almost everyone. Guess who DOESN’T love The Cups?
*sheepishly raises hand*
Yeah, I’m not a fan of The Cups – or, indeed, any kind of social activity that requires me to DO something other than stand around with a glass of wine in my hand, talking rubbish. Charades. Board games. The Cups. I really wish I DID like these things, because it would make my life so much easier, but nope, not happening. Everyone else, however, absolutely LOVES The Cups. Terry just so happened to have them in the car on Saturday night (He SWEARS he just “forgot” they were there…), so now all our friends love The Cups too, and Terry has spent most of the week practising and refining his craft, so he can, I dunno, stack cups in the Olympics or something. You may laugh, but there’s an ACTUAL cup stacking World Championship and dammit, if Terry isn’t going to be in it one of these days!
(*Magic Flying Cups may not be magical, and don’t actually fly.)
On Thursday we took advantage of the sudden switch back to spring weather, and took some outfit photos for the Unique Vintage collaboration which some of you may have seen me announce on social media last week. I’m super-excited about this collaboration, but have to admit, I was a bit worried about how on earth I was going to manage to get photos of a spring outfit in a week when it just wouldn’t stop snowing! Luckily for me, Scotland played true-to-form with its crazy, changeable weather, so although the snow was actually horizontal as it blew past the window on Tuesday, it thankfully didn’t stick, and by Thursday the sun was back out. It wasn’t quite warm enough for me to have worn these shoes all day, but it was warm enough to get some photos without freezing my toes off! I’m really hoping we’ve seen the end of the winter now, but, well, let’s just say I’m not going to bet on it…
Anyway, I’m actually writing this on Thursday, so there’s no Friday photo, as Friday hasn’t happened yet. Let’s hope it does, huh? As it’s the Easter weekend, when not many people tend to be sitting at home reading blogs, I haven’t bothered scheduling any posts for tomorrow, so I’ll take the opportunity now to wish you all a very happy Easter, if you’re celebrating it. May it be filled with chocolate, bunnies and other good things, and may you remember to check your head first if you think you’ve lost your glasses…