hairmyers

Today I had an appointment with the pre-sugrical assessment team at Hairmyers Hospital, mostly to discuss the risks associated with my surgery and check my health is up to it. Good news- I've lost a few pounds since I last weighed myself (yaay!) And I found out my real height, I am 5ft 9, which is good to know! Bad news- my bmi was not amazing but hey ho, I'm working on that.

On my way home I happened to spy my wee Gran in getting her hair done, so I decided to take her and her new 'do out for some dinner. Exhausted from Best Granddaughter Ever efforts, I had a deep, deep nap afterwards while watching You've Got Mail & woke to spend some time with my mum.

Yesterday I bought some new Crocs on my lunch as my feet are sooo sooore being on my feet all day at work. What you see above is a picture of Ronnie modelling them, generously sharing a bit of leg at the same time ;)

come on,come on..

Come on, come on TAKE THAT. And party!

ooh shiny

Today has been a good day. I got up early and spoke to my mum about a letter I received (alongside my Breakfast at Tiffany's DVD) to confirm a date for my surgery. Mum thinks I should go for it and I do too, but it's going to mean time off work- so I'm quite worried about what it will mean for my promotion :(

I am a worrier at the best of times. This could be bad though as they need someone to do my new job almost yesterday so I'll just need to put it to the hands of fate. Say a wee prayer for me please!

Anyway in my room I have a tv that is about 7 years old. A tv/vcr combo (you know the drill!). It did not take too well to the digital switchover so I've been BBC3 free for many weeks. Its been refreshing I suppose, but the prospect of lying in my bed recovering from surgery for up to a month staring at only the ceiling.. Well it made me want a TV.

My aunt Cath is moving to Sweden and we've recently adopted a great deal of her former-furniture and various other worldly goods. Including... A fancy new (to me) tv! Rejoice :)

So I started my day by cleeeeaning my room, installing the new tv, making a nice lunch, showering then curling my hair. AKA- in my day off work I've ended up being a cleaner, electrician, chef and hairdresser. No rest for the wicked!

I've also ended up being extremely late to meet Rhona. (I'm posting this blog from my phone) We are going to see Take That :D I'm also being chaperoned by my fabulous new necklace. Please see the photo of us together, above :)

Moon River

I couldn't wait or help myself. I had ambled around Terminal 5 for two hours & there were no sandwiches left in Boots. My stomach rumbled and I wandered through Harrods, to the Chanel (Adele, PLEASE talk me out of these sunglasses), tried some perfume and successfully walked past Mullberry. Even if I wasn't saving up for my bestholidayever.com/official I had no business or means for these people.

Until I saw it.

One minute I was high commander and ruler in charge of my visa debit, next I was handing it over in exchange for a box. Romance, enchantment and status - thy colour is turquoise and my face is flushed.

I clutched at my neck the whole way home to check it was still there (Yes it was real, I HAD done it!) Stroking it soothed my nerves like a baby sucking its thumb.

A parcel greeted me when I arrived home, confirming I had done the the right thing. I bought the necklace. The Tiffany's necklace :)