Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Lost in Lost

Woooo hooooo. What's in the hatch?? Tonight is the start of the new series of Lost. I've been waiting to find out what the monster is and what's in the hatch.

Bank holiday weekend was ok. Jon and me had our first married argument. In the Tesco car park. It involved a DC15 Dyson and a garden centre with no food. We solved the problem by going to Wimpole Hall so I could atleaset say that we did something and not just potter and vacume (not allowed to call it hoover), over the weekend. Jon's very good at dealing with an irrate, weeping Shami.(In a Tesco car park.) He goes ultra calm and soothing. I went all puffy and blotchy but Jon bought me some Dandilion and Burdock, which is the best drink, and all was well thereafter.Mind you, it is a cracking 'tool', as Jon calls it. Mr.Dyson is a genius as he's turned cleaning the floor into man's work. All because of the sturdy build and the joy/disgust at seeing how much gunk you can suck out of the carpet (2 drums full, for the record).

And then I saw that Nadia has blogged and I thought I ought to get on with it. So there we are. Not much to report. Oh yes...casting my mind back the the great MFI kitchen disaster, we're getting a bathroom from them. But it's ok as it's free, with tesco vouchers. I also won't rip out the old batroom before the new one arrives! I want hotel chic but that's quite tricky in a space smaller than 2m x 2m. Oh well. We'll see...