As much as I'm loathe to bump the boots from top spot ... I have a confession to make.
I've fallen head first into the trap of seasonal commercialism.
In a haze of consumer-delight, I bought this box of Easter eggs.
I've fallen head first into the trap of seasonal commercialism.
In a haze of consumer-delight, I bought this box of Easter eggs.
Nevermind that it cost $7.50, which is probably a ratio of about 3 bucks of eggs to 4 bucks 50 of clever box, the point is that it is a clever box.
Sucked in.
And now, more kitchen pics. I know, I'm sorry. Even I'm getting a bit bored. But you have to see the finished bits and I promise no more kitchen pics after today.
The rangehood which finally arrived, is not the original one we ordered, cost loads more but we didn't have to pay for - TA DA!
The baskets for the clever side pull out drawer thing arrived so that was able to go together too
The ruddy great scratch the husband put in my new kitchen bench-top (and by 'scratch' I mean that there are 6 of them and they are on both the bench and the island). I have told him I am completely devastated and I need new boots to cope. New boots, and I'll be completely at peace with the scratches. Oh, and phew for not being the first person to damage the new kitchen. Weee! (He got a bit grumpy with me when I tried to measure it though. I think his exact words were .... nevermind. This is a family blog. I'll measure it later when he's not looking)
Jack, with a bagel crisps packet on his head. Bagel crisp leftovers taste gooooooooood !!
1 comment:
1. Sucker.
2. Oh no.
3. Lucky you that scratches warrant boots purchase and that you can probably drag it our for a few months yet.
Post a Comment