My Week in Short Sentences

Mainly because I have a cold and don't want to pass it on to you.

Completed Reading: Dawn of the Dumb by Charlie Brooker, plus Julie & Julia by Julia Powell. Both made me laugh.

Unfinished Reading: Orlando. It's not that I don't like it, I just can't bring myself to care about the self-absorbed little twerp. Except that now he's a woman. So that's much better then.

Started Reading: Lady Audley's Secret: currently hoping that she outfoxes them all and avoiding like mad the spoiler on the Wikipedia page. Already 2 thirds through thanks to a fairly long wait at the minor injuries unit.

Sat in a Waiting Room: the child has fractured her arm. It is 'not a sprain' as I kept repeating with slightly deranged optimism. She's fine and wanting the proper cast so that people can write on it. Priorities.

Watched 10 O'Clock Live: why was it not as funny as I'd hoped it was going to be?

Opened the door to the veg box delivery man. Jerusalem artichokes. My sheltered upbringing had not prepared me and my exact words may have been "what the knobbly-assed hell are these?" Apparently they are good pureed and added to soups, risottos and the like. Will let you know.

Listened to:

Bought presents. Tis the husband's birthday today. Meals out are planned. I may be exiled to a different table. Still, I did at least remember to get him this. Not getting it could have led to a lifetime of stored grudges.

I wish you all the most presentiest, foodiest and wrapped-in-a-blanketiest of weekends. Hopefully full blogging mojo will have returned by next week.