Hi there Dahlings! Now, try not to be too jealous of my exciting lifestyle, but this week I took delivery of a brand new vacuum cleaner. Yes, glamour, find it here.
To my horror it arrived unassembled and I had to read the manual and fit it together myself. I always feel that reading any product manual is a sign of defeatism, but needs must.
It was a tense moment but I managed. I expect to get a Nobel Prize for Science soon. Or at least a request to help out with the Hadron Collider.
And look - a warning about rip off bags. I thought one only had to be careful when buying Louis Vuitton or Chanel but apparently vacuum cleaner bags are equally tricky.
In other news, now the snow has gone I am back to embracing my midlife crisis, fashion wise. (Is the new vacuum cleaner another manifestation of this, most people buy Meno-Porsche but maybe the new cleaner is the nearest I can get? I did enjoy taking it for a drive yesterday, it certainly has good revs).
Look, dodgy camo trousers. Boy 1 was HORRIFIED. "Are those Army trousers you are wearing?" he asked, in shock. Note also the studding detail on the pocket.
And look, dodgy pixie boots. With studding.
And yes, Converse All Star hi-tops. With leopard trim. And studding.
It seems that studs are Key to a midlife crisis. Also, I seem not merely to have embraced my Midlife Crisis but to have taken it out to dinner and bought it champagne.
Meanwhile I have read this. It's very good, a murder mystery set in West Virginia, in the Appalachians. Unfortunately I guessed who the baddie was early on. Because I am a Smartass. Who has read too many murder mysteries.
Finally Mr B and I are having Quality Couple Time watching this of an evening: Scandi Noir drama, The Bridge.
It's brilliant! And I really can't work out who the baddie is . I love Saga, the blonde woman detective. The Guardian have a very good blog about it, all the comments and speculation are very entertaining.
Right I'm off to watch Boy 2 play football for the school. Wonder who will have more studs on - the entire football team on their boots, or me, in my Midlife Crisis Fashion Outfit?