Friday, 22 November 2013
A couple of weekends ago we hit up Oxford Street to browse the Christmas jumper selections and of course to visit the Selfridges festive floor. I've only been to Selfridges once before and that was last year to visit the Christmas shop, it always makes me so excited to be in such a big store. Anyway, the festive floor was everything I wanted with decorations, gifts, horrible electronic furbys and carols playing. There was even some weird tiny mini car for sale, I couldn't decide if it was for kids or people who love mini cars.
The window displays on Oxford Street are amazing, John Lewis has an especially amazing and are animals made from household items (sorry for the crap photo above). It is almost worth braving the bustle of the streets just to see the displays, and of course the lights.
The countdown is on. I've got my advent calendar (a non-chocolate one to everyone's horror) at the ready and the Yankee Candles are all ready to go! Is anyone else as excited as me?
Wednesday, 20 November 2013
Oh Mundane Midweek, you're back! I'm always up for these links up as it gives me great pleasure to see that not all of you are having way more fun than me. I like the internet but I'm seriously not interesting enough for it. My highlight of last weekend was rediscovering my love for Sims 3...
Yesterday I was thoroughly mundane. I know it is a bad day when I bring in a packed lunch - I had leftover leek & potato soup. After work I walked over to Lee and met him at Tower Bridge, we'd planned this trip in the morning as I've never walked the whole way across. It was bloody freezing, but as we were there we just went for it. At night the lights of London look amazing; especially for a small town girl like me where everything closes at 5.
After freezing our tits off we went home and made a cottage pie. For the rest of the evening Lee watched football (which I was pissed about because I'm a Celebrity was cancelled) and I played Sims 3. We should all take a moment to appreciate the dramatic weight loss journey my aspiring chef woman has taken.
Friday, 8 November 2013
I've politely put up with FIFA games for 5 whilst being with Lee. Him playing at university was fine as there were other people I could talk to when all the boys crowded around the sofa. When we lived apart I didn't have to see any of it. However, now that I live with two boys I have reached breaking point with the stupid game.
I have several reasons for my dislike:
- Their moods alter after winning or losing. I can feel it in the air, the heavy sadness and frustration of losing a league game or the light happiness of a cheeky win.
- I can't speak to either of them when a game is being played. I love talking so this is particularly hard. I often get a very delayed response or none at all.
- I've subliminally learnt the names of footballers and teams. This isn't on.
- I get told it will be a quick 12 minute game. In reality it is 20 due to all the messing around with formations and other crap.
What I'd really like is FIFA to stop bringing out a game every year. Poor boys are being brainwashed into thinking that this year's game is worth spending £45 on because of the updated teams, the more realistic moves and better manager mode. Do us a favour FIFA, have a year break. Allow me to watch the gloss fade from your game and regain my boyfriend. Then when you release your all new game there can be genuine excitement.
Becca, FIFA widow of 5 years.
Posted by Becca Allen at 13:30