It's been a funny old week...
Nov. 18th, 2006 01:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Husband has done something technical to the PC so that the first thing I see when I log on is the daily horoscope for Scorpio. I scoffed at these things in the recent meme, which may have been a mistake.
A large proportion of the week has been spent living with the plumber, who was supposed to be fixing the cold tap in my kitchen, and listening to his medley of songs from the musicals, headed by an interesting tenor rendition of Ol' Man River. He's had the sink dismantled, followed by the taps themselves, only to find that the impossible has happened, and a piece of metal that turns the tap on has split in half. I had to go out and buy a new tap, and Husband thinks I've bought solid silver ones at the price. When I rang to tell Ol' Man River, I found his answer phone plays I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outta My Hair, which made me laugh so much I could barely leave a message.
My horoscopes for the days he was here were: "You will experience a drought of ideas or activity in areas you normally rely on" and "You may feel as if you're battling an elemental force currently, as well as other people's wanton disregard for what is immediately obvious."
I had an exciting time at the supermarket when the old lady in the queue behind me, having practically fallen into my trolley with interest, asked, very loudly, if I was one of them Celia's? I'd barely started with "It's dairy really..." when the entire queue, led by the woman on the check out, started to tell me the list of things they couldn't eat, and what happens to them if they do. I swear people came over from shorter queues just to join in.
My horoscope for that day was: "You'll find yourself the centre of attention, although it may be the thing you desire least at the time."
Yesterday was just one of those days when the world made a lot of effort to see how far it could push my Nice Button. Not least, when I answered the phone to Husband's colleague, and in reply to "What are you doing then?" (that means he wants to talk about what they're doing) mentioned seeing James Bond tomorrow (they'd been to opening night), having some minor work done on the house next year (they're drawing up plans for a large extension and a summer house/office), and possible holiday destinations (they're buying an apartment in Spain, and are spending Christmas in Australia. "Oh, good," I said). He then slagged off someone who's having a really tough time personally, which he must realise if he stopped thinking about himself for just one minute. I think I needed a chorus of Ol' Woman River; she keeps on rollin' along by the end of the day, having refrained from saying what I wanted to for much of it.
I nearly forgot to look at the horoscope, but remembered as I turned the PC off. "You'll have a quiet, but intensely satisfying day; much will be accomplished in directions you might not have anticipated at the start."
I knew it was a load of rubbish.
A large proportion of the week has been spent living with the plumber, who was supposed to be fixing the cold tap in my kitchen, and listening to his medley of songs from the musicals, headed by an interesting tenor rendition of Ol' Man River. He's had the sink dismantled, followed by the taps themselves, only to find that the impossible has happened, and a piece of metal that turns the tap on has split in half. I had to go out and buy a new tap, and Husband thinks I've bought solid silver ones at the price. When I rang to tell Ol' Man River, I found his answer phone plays I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outta My Hair, which made me laugh so much I could barely leave a message.
My horoscopes for the days he was here were: "You will experience a drought of ideas or activity in areas you normally rely on" and "You may feel as if you're battling an elemental force currently, as well as other people's wanton disregard for what is immediately obvious."
I had an exciting time at the supermarket when the old lady in the queue behind me, having practically fallen into my trolley with interest, asked, very loudly, if I was one of them Celia's? I'd barely started with "It's dairy really..." when the entire queue, led by the woman on the check out, started to tell me the list of things they couldn't eat, and what happens to them if they do. I swear people came over from shorter queues just to join in.
My horoscope for that day was: "You'll find yourself the centre of attention, although it may be the thing you desire least at the time."
Yesterday was just one of those days when the world made a lot of effort to see how far it could push my Nice Button. Not least, when I answered the phone to Husband's colleague, and in reply to "What are you doing then?" (that means he wants to talk about what they're doing) mentioned seeing James Bond tomorrow (they'd been to opening night), having some minor work done on the house next year (they're drawing up plans for a large extension and a summer house/office), and possible holiday destinations (they're buying an apartment in Spain, and are spending Christmas in Australia. "Oh, good," I said). He then slagged off someone who's having a really tough time personally, which he must realise if he stopped thinking about himself for just one minute. I think I needed a chorus of Ol' Woman River; she keeps on rollin' along by the end of the day, having refrained from saying what I wanted to for much of it.
I nearly forgot to look at the horoscope, but remembered as I turned the PC off. "You'll have a quiet, but intensely satisfying day; much will be accomplished in directions you might not have anticipated at the start."
I knew it was a load of rubbish.
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Date: 2006-11-18 12:36 pm (UTC)You won't have to hear Ol Man River anymore, will you?
My Nice Button got pushed yesterday, too, and thankfully The Husband wasn't in the mood for our social outing, either.
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Date: 2006-11-18 02:52 pm (UTC)Ol' Man River's back next Wednesday to fit the tap. Hope he's got some new songs.
We're far too Nice, I've decided. It's about time I let my Nasty Button have some fun. ;)
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Date: 2006-11-18 02:24 pm (UTC)Say... Think of the opportunities in the market. That could be the next reality television show! Fear Factor, Oprah and Emeril all rolled into one. Sounds like a gut buster. ;)
Hope next week is better!
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Date: 2006-11-18 07:50 pm (UTC)This is my horoscope for today: "Circumstances are about to change for the better, especially if you use the time between today and Monday's New Moon to tie up loose ends." So it sounds fairly promising, even though it doesn't definitely say I'll have a working tap soon, and though I'm apparently as concerned by the moon as Remus is, LOL.
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Date: 2006-11-18 07:21 pm (UTC)"...one of them Celia's?" Is she asking about celiac disease, or is this a British term I'm not familiar with?
I used to read the horoscope, but there were too many times it was so absurdly wrong that I quit, though sometimes I'll try reading it on a bad day, just for a laugh.
So what does your new tap look like? Is it pretty? I love picking out new plumbing hardware.
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Date: 2006-11-18 08:04 pm (UTC)Yes, she was asking about coeliac's disease (we stick an 'o' in it because we have to be awkward;)). Well, I presume she was, it's just occurred to me she could really have thought my name was Celia, and now she's one very confused little old lady, LOL. No, she must have been, because she was dying to tell me what she couldn't eat, and what her nephew couldn't, and his baby daughter, and at least ten other people.
Actually they are rather swish taps. Very long and elegant, with quite unusual handles. Whether I'll ever get them fitted is another matter, but they look nice sat in the box while I use hot water for everything.
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Date: 2006-11-18 08:41 pm (UTC)I admit to being a furtive grocery cart peeper. I love to see what other people are buying, but I never ask questions. Much more satisfying to snigger quietly when the old lady is buying those fifty tins of cat food.
Oh, those taps sound nice - are they more modern or antique? And why does style always cost so much? My husband is (slowly) redoing our upstairs bathroom, and while I love the faucet we picked out, the one I really wanted cost almost as much as the entire project altogether. Not fair, really.
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Date: 2006-11-18 10:57 pm (UTC)I have to confess to not liking tea much, I'm such a failure as a Brit, LOL. But I do agree soya milk/cream are a fair old way from the real thing, though I quite like them, which is just as well. I hadn't heard of Wheat Chex, but it's a great name for a cereal.
The taps are modern, but not ultra contemporary looking, if that makes sense. Can taps be elegant? ;) I have no idea why the things you like always cost the most - there was a choice of about ten and I unerringly chose the second most expensive. It really isn't fair.
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Date: 2006-11-18 11:46 pm (UTC)I think I can picture elegant. We went with brushed nickel, which I'm very fond of, and which conveniently is a finish that holds up well to abuse from children. I wish the same could be said of the wood cabinets.
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Date: 2006-11-19 09:31 pm (UTC)I've never been keen on hot drinks - apart from hot chocolate, which I loved - from when I was a child, so I don't bother with tea or coffee at all. Perhaps there is something in it as I'm 5 foot 7... ;)
Brushed nickel sounds rather swish. I just couldn't get over the fact that the taps were more expensive than the sinks.
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Date: 2006-11-19 01:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-19 09:34 pm (UTC)Saw Casino Royale today and really enjoyed it. Are you planning on seeing Starter For Ten by any chance? We saw a preview for that and it looked great.
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Date: 2006-11-20 10:44 am (UTC)