When not to say ‘yes’ to a Freecycle ad: The item being given away is listed as a heavy, bulky, cumbersome 32″ television with matching stand. We gave one away and the guy REALLY wanted it but his car was in the shop. Then his ‘Plan B’ transportation person failed and he didn’t show or call us.
The lesson: If one’s car is in the shop, do not say ‘yes’ to a Freecycle ad no matter how desperately you want the item. It’s annoying. The amusing thing was that the next guy who wanted the TV showed up in a compact car with his wife and three kids… and a boot full of stuff.
How he got the TV and stand in there borders on wizardry.
Our bathroom scale (is it scales?) died and I had to get a new one (ones?). It’s Weight Watchers brand and seems to measure everything but the portions on your plate before they do damage. Body fat, pounds, stones, or kilograms, BMI, body water… telling you, it is a fancy piece of kit. The best part? Apparently our old digital scale (dammit, is it scales or scale?) was weighing heavy. That’s right, I’m trusting the Weight Watchers scale and its five pounds of flattery. Neil weighs less too.
Now if I could just convince myself that I’ve gone and shrunk our clothes… 😉
How many combinations of bikini do you reckon I can get out of two bottoms and three tops? That’s, like, math and stuff. I’m curious, but not that curious.
End of season sales rock for getting cheap mix n’ match bathing suit parts.
I’ve already given Neil one of his Christmas presents.
I know, it’s only October. It’s his fault for saying he wanted it…
Went to bed far too late last night. Must now drink wine, read, and fall into bed.
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Stephen Fry has a blog. Make a coffee or tea, grab your reading glasses, and go to the toilet before you settle in… his entries are several thousand wonderful words each.
*His site was down this morning, but keep trying – it’s worth the wait.
We ordered a new MacBook Pro last night! My first new Mac in five years! Hooray! One Mac to rule them all! We’re trying to get the timing right so that the new baby can go on holiday with us. I hear there’s free wifi at the hotel in Malta, however the online activity will be nothing more than a few minutes of check-this-check-that kind of stuff. I really want the Mac on holiday for writing (working hard on a book right now) and a place to dump photos.
I’m really trying to hold back from doing the NEW TOY! NEW TOY! NEW TOY! dance until it’s in my hot little hands.
How poisonous is the non-stick surface of a baking sheet? I think I just ate some. Note to self: (and to the man that lives in this flat with me… 😉 ) soaking a baking sheet in soapy water for several days seems to break down the coating. Funny how you just get used to seeing something and you pass right by it without recognising that you should probably finish the task. Thankfully, the new sheet cost was less than ¬£4…
Now, the hospital treatment on the other hand…
(The fish fingers/sticks were worth a bit of poison, I’d say.)
What’s your first thought when you think of Recycled Toilet Paper? Yeah, mine too. Bought some though. You probably won’t see a product review here, so you’re safe from that.
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I was just flicking through some pages on flickr (an appropriate verb, eh) and realised that we-in a generation sense-are not passing shoe boxes of photos on to our children, grandchildren, or treasured friends. We’ve got flickr pages and iPhoto libraries, whereas our parents and parent’s parents had fewer but more precious photos of the lives they lived. The death of patina-tinted card stock prints in sepia or cracked silver tones is upon us. Even the rosy or golden-hued 110 film prints of my own youth are the last of their kind.
When we pass on our treasured memories, will they be merely emailed URLs from which our loved ones will download images, process in Photoshop to meet their desired output or decorating tastes, and then click away from in favour of some shopping at Amazon? When a URL expires, does the memory of us expire too? Will you un-Bookmark me when I’m gone?
With the cheap and ready convenience of digital cameras, have we so flooded our lives with computer images that no one will carry precious photos in lockets anymore or use quaint photo corners in black-paged albums. We have more photos but less to pass on. Should we start saving money so that designated individuals or companies can keep our websites up for perpetuity just as graves or monuments can be looked after through special financial arrangements?
Have we replaced wallet photos with mobile phone background images?
I think I’m feeling nostalgic and decidedly analogue this evening.
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