Shopping, or not

Yesterday evening the presents that people had purchased from our gift list at John Lewis were delivered. Eight massive boxes, three smaller ones. It took me two and a half hours to unwrap everything, and in the end there were only a few incorrect items - a soup bowl, one wrong knife, four wrong tea cups, and a non-matching toaster and kettle combo. Not bad! We spent Monday evening clearing out space for the new stuff, and I'm pleased to say everything fit in perfectly. Years of obsessively playing tetris indeed honed my ability to stack items without wasting space.

Today I went in to change the incorrect items and pick up the lovely gift vouchers. I had to nip to Selfridges to pick up the old man's repaired watch, and managed to detour via the Mr Tweezerman concession (as recommended by the girl who did my wedding makeup). Let's hope I don't tweeze myself out of existence!

I also stopped at the corioliss straighteners stand. They are 100% ceramic, and have different heat settings. GHD are only 70% ceramic and are therefore less efficient at heat transmission which increases chances of frying the hair, and GHD only have one heat setting (210 degrees). The girl at the concession tested my hair and said 170 was plenty hot enough for my weak-assed hair. As I'm currently deliberating cutting all my hair off (a la Winona Ryder), the idea of new and less harmful straighteners might just tip the balance in favour of keeping it long. Anyway, these corioliss straighteners also have floating plates. Nope, I don't know why that's good - they seem to act a bit like I imagine shock absorbers do, but she put some lovely curls in my hair with them.

I didn't actually buy a pair but have put them on His list for Christm.... er... Channukah. Well, to be honest we're not doing presents at all. We don't do Christmas, and the Jewish present giving at Channukah is far less excessive than the traditional high street festival of Christmas. Plus, Channukah lasts for eight days and the idea of listing out eight things I want (having just had my dream presents delivered yesterday) does not appeal.

But I'll be putting these corioliss babies on my "list". Along with:
(2) a streamlined and tidy cosmetics and toiletries section of my drawers;
(3) nice plump pouty lips;
(4) a permanent job (but I'm starting on Monday back at the place I temped before the wedding, and that's ooking hopeful for permanent);
(5) supper at a Gordon Ramsey restaurant;
(6) a new pair of casual shoes (I don't like wearing trainers all the time - unlike Rufus);
(7) a couple of new, slinky tops that aren't baggy (ok, that's for Greg really); and last but not least,
(8) Greg to have another spate of time off because I miss seeing him all the time.

Oh look, I found eight things....