Blogger Bum Speaking!

Sorry, I've been such a blogger bum. My heart just hasn't been in it recently. I am now in SLC and we are working hard on the wedding preparations. It's crazy and fun and quite stressful but I'm sure it will all be worth it in the end. I will try to jump start my blogging brain and get back on the wagon!

GOING ONCE, GOING TWICE, GONE! But not to me.

It was Friday, I was bored, hadn't seen my husband in days and so I decided to go for a little 'retail therapy.' Lot's Road here I come. The local auction house calls my name on occasion and I listen. I've decided that it is a blessing in disguise that I can't actually attend the auctions and instead I submit an absentee bid. I know that I would have a lot more of these little gems than I would really know what to do with if I was actually there in the throws of excitement and getting caught up in the moment. As it is I can leave my bid after thoughtful reflection (hmmmm) and if it goes for more - so be it. Interestingly enough, even after thoughtful reflection, upon more thoughtful reflection I realize that I don't need it, I don't want it and I have NO space for it. So this is how the story goes:



I love this table and others like it. My problem is that I'm not really sure what I would do if I really got one. It won't fit anywhere around here so I must be planning on taking it to the 'other' house - which when I think about it doesn't have space for it either. So it's probably a good thing that I didn't get this one.


I spent a moment or two in front of this wondering where it would fit. Again, no place for it here - and who knows what my kitchen will look like after the redo - whoooooh, glad I didn't get this one.


I've been thinking about getting some different furniture for Andrea's room. I thought this was cute - but it just didn't raise the blood pressure enough to actually motivate me to put in a bid.


I did put in a bid on this. I can just see Andrea's perfume collection sitting nicely on top of that. And I know she would love to look at herself as she is singing to her ipod!! (Better not tell her I said that.)


There were four of these - Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Dean Sinatra and Elizabeth Taylor. I thought they would be great in the theater room. What theater room you ask? Good question!


This is what I really wanted. Our desk here is on it's last leg - literally. I'm going to have to be a little more aggressive it seems if I want to pick up one of these. This is probably my 5th attempt so far and no luck.



Did I mention that this is my one and only success story from this weekend? Yes - we got Andrea's dressing table. Now, she has to choose between her bed or the mirrors - which one will go that is the question...






Speaking of Andrea, this is my little ducky on our fateful 'can't find a place to spend our money for lunch' day.

She balked at wearing this little rain coat but I think in the end she was glad to have it - thank goodness she didn't see anyone she knew on our trek that day. She assured me she would have been humiliated - deeply, profoundly humiliated.

DRAMA UNDER THE WINDOW

THE SCENE OF THE CRIME


I'm going to start a new regular entry entitled: Drama Under the Window. And let me tell you why...

If you recall I have mentioned in past entries about the excitement outside our window. Living in the city can be pretty interesting at times and last night was no exception.

Let me back up just a little to explain that my last day of Early Morning Seminary was on Tuesday and I was really looking forward to being able to lie in (as they call it around here). So far no luck but I'm hoping things start going my way pretty soon. So to get back to my story...

At exactly 4:37 this morning I could hear some yelling outside my window. I was a little groggy because it did after all wake me from a deep sleep. So I laid there for a few minutes and the sound didn't seem to be moving along. Sometimes when the pubsters get through for the evening they can end up right under my window and make a real raucous. But this woman was screaming at the top of her lungs and making some kind of tribal war hoop sound. Hard to explain. Finally, I get up to see what is going on. Across the street (you know - where Royalty lives) there is this barefoot woman, skimpily dressed and yelling her head off in arabic.

Finally someone came to the door and he was pointing his finger at her and I think he was telling her to be quiet - at least I hope he was telling her that - because by now I'm sure the whole neighborhood is awake. She continues her war cry and is making a really weird sound. The man seemed a little desperate but clearly didn't know what to do so he went back into his house and shut the door. That did nothing to calm this woman down.

Now, neighbor enters from side, obviously angry and still in his cute little silk pajamas (sans robe). He walks right up to the lady, sticks his finger in her face and tells her, "shut up or I'm calling the police." The woman just kept up her screaming and that other weird sound and then she pulled out a cell phone and made a call and started doing that noise into the cell phone. The man was yelling for her to be quiet or he was going to call the police. She didn't stop and he grabbed the phone from her hand and started to make good on his threat with HER phone. I got a little chuckle out of that. She started whacking at him a little bit but he walked away - with her phone. At that point she started to scream some words we would ALL recognize, if you know what I mean.

That was it - she walked away - still barefooted. Then I was left with a whole family awake at 4:30 and me trying to explain a yelling, crazy woman in bare feet. On any other day I might even be described that way - but NOT at 4:30 in the morning.

So if anyone is ever laid up with a broken leg I have a great "Rear Window" for you to set yourself in front of!

Channel Surfing

I finally got the remote in my hand and I'm looking around for something to keep me interested for a few minutes and here are my choices:

Female Hoarders: Hidden Lives
21st Century Corsetry
Slinky Travel Wardrobe
My Body Hell
Celebrity Rehab
In the Bedroom
Heroes Unmasked
Two Pints of Lager and...
Gridlock and Roadrage
Only Fools and Horses
Dirty Sanchez 4:Behind the 7 Sins

and my personal favorite:

Goldenballs (it's a game show believe it or not)

I think I'll go read a book!

WE GAVE UP!

It has been raining for a few days. Yesterday was the bank holiday and I took Jeff and the kids over to the Family History Center to learn how to do indexing. We were there for a few hours and then we decided to go to lunch. We had the most incredible bad luck. First, remember it was raining like crazy, so we decide to walk (Jeff's idea) to a restaurant in Fulham. We walk and walk and can't find it so we get into a taxi and he can't find it so we get out and walk some more. Finally, we are freezing cold and wet and we decide to go back to our house and go to a restaurant there. We get all the way back, Andrea's begging to go home, and we get to the restaurant and there is a line out the door. Decide we can't wait so we go next door to a little pub and wait for a table. Finally, we get a table, sit down, take off our coats and go to order something and they said, "Sorry, we don't have enough staff to make food!" Why couldn't they tell us that in the first place? So we go to another place, go in, sit down, take off our coats, take 10 minutes to decide what to eat go to order and THEY aren't taking orders because they are closing in 20 minutes!!! I'm ready to scream. So then we go home and it is still raining and there is NOTHING in the house to eat except for this cake that I made the day before which I'm perfectly happy to eat but Jeff is getting a little irritated - HE WANTS FOOD. I DON'T want to cook. I figure I should get the day off - it was a holiday after all. We then try to order take-out and take 30 minutes to decide what, where and when and when we call we find out that they don't deliver to our area. Finally, Jeff just went to Sainsbury's and bought a couple of pizzas. AND we try a new lemon sorbet recipe which was fantastic. In the end we had to laugh - after we were dry and our stomachs were satiated that is...

I do have a cute pic of Andrea looking suspiciously like a little duck that I will post tomorrow. I have to get ready for my last seminary class today - which I am thrilled about by the way.