My husband thinks that soy milk tastes like Wheat Chex cereal (not sure if you have that over there), and given that he hates Wheat Chex with a passion, there's just no selling him on soy milk, which makes things difficult when we're fasting from dairy. I like it, but there's just no substitute for real cream in your tea. Oh well.

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.