Wednesday 4 December 2013

Oregon

I am not good at going to bed early. Sigh.

I suspect I would be a lot better at it if I weren't reading Catching Fire at the moment. It's really hard to stop when you've started reading it. I forgot how addictive the Hunger Games books were. 

Did some Xmas shopping today after my contact lens check up. They told me I had a very 'problematic prescription' and that my contact lens needs are 'challenging'. I'm guessing he was referring to my astigmatism, but I'm fairly sure he never actually said as much. 

Anyway, ordered my sisters onesie, brought baby William an adorable Christmas outfit, ordered Jack's tshirt (from America - please come on time!), dismissed Tim's cow onesie and searched unsuccessfully for a cardigan for my mum. I also witnessed a little old Chinese man fall down the escalator and cause havoc to the m&s shoppers wanting to go down to the ground floor. 

I just realised everything in my Christmas list is clothes related. 

Original, Heather. 

Tuesday 3 December 2013

Onesies

Very nearly forgot to post. But then I didn't. So yay me. 

You know what are ridiculously expensive for how popular they are? Onesies. And you know what's hard to find? A men's cow onesie in small. You know what's both expensive and hard to find? A woman's giraffe onesie in 12 long. 

So yeah, Christmas shopping has been going well so far. Although I have brought my Gran's present, so at least that's a start. 


Monday 2 December 2013

December

Yeah, so resuming normal service last month didn't work out so well. Sorry. No excuse other than it simply didn't occur to me to post. 

December though, I fully anticipate blogging throughout. It's a good month, December. Lots of stuff to do in the run up to Christmas and new year, and even more to do with a working overlocker and almost all of the fabric for my last wedding brought and paid for.

I wrote up a Christmas list earlier and worked out how much each gift would cost. Damn my expensive taste. Although, you know, things like a cow onesie for the brother in law are more important than the amount they cost. I just wish that Christmas was cheaper ... Or, you know, that I had more money. 

I really need to start playing the lottery. It's pointless planning my winnings if I don't even have a ticket.