Tuesday, March 27, 2007

gems in editing

1. The treatment takes just one sitting and ensures no crows legs or frowns.

2. Okay, you might be a jocund dame who is blessed with wonderful jaws but think twice: is there much space for grinning and giggling at events like serious meetings and negotiations?

3. While you may be upset over a failed romance, crying all day at your desk or showing off pictures of your new cat (?!)...

4. We know just the fashion label that will take your imagination to unparallel heights

5. So just any saloon for makeup will not do but a specialised saloon with a trained makeup artist who knows how to get the best features of the girl in the forefront must be trusted.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Vanilla coffee

Bought a tiny little jar yesterday at this really pretty shop called Whittard's. Tiny is good because most coffee and designer teas are bought with enthusiasm and then stuck in the shelves overlooked in favour of other, much more normal, everyday choices. Brooke Bond and Nescafe, for instance.
But we were n't going to do that. So today we decided to take a coffee break, not a tea one. Scooped up the teaspoonful of the fragrant brown stuff into two new, oh-so-pretty Easter Bunny mugs, poured in the water just 'off the boil' (as the instructions will have you do, brought out the full cream Welsh milk...
...and the babies started crying! It never fails. They have the most amazing noses. Give them a whiff of tea or coffee - even if you're in the kitchen and the door's shut - and they just know it's time for their feed, or to be rocked to sleep, or have a nappy change. Morning, noon or night! They can identify tea bag tea, adrak ki chai and obviously coffee.
So fed them milk as the coffee aromas wafted past us tauntingly, and the water just off the boil grew cool. Burped them. Microwaved the coffee.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Horrors! Another Buffy

So since the kids were wide awake I thought I'd switch on the TV to enjoy some of their awake time. And was thrilled to bits to see that there was Buffy at 11. Only it wasn't Buffy - not Sarah Michelle Gellar, but some other woman. And it had Luke Perry (from Beverly Hills 90210 - the bad boy we all drooled over) and Donald Sutherland.
Much disappointment. I switched off the TV.
And that's the way it will stay all day long. Till American Idol. Which will no doubt be drowned out by one or the other kid screaming. Sigh
And now the babysitter is here, and I have 2 and a half hours of peace left. I have come up in the hopes that I will get started on my articles - but how boring. It's raining outside and I've got a book on me - The Moonspinners by Mary Stewart - and articles will have to be written later.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

little baby hands