|Come back to our screens, Beresfords, please!|
While I was poorly I did finish the knitting for my It Cannot Fail To Please 1930s jumper, though I still haven't sewn all the bits together. Perhaps the coming cold snap will encourage me to do that - being chilly is a good motivator for sorting out knitting, I find. Having rewatched Partners in Crime from last year on my sick days, I'm really hankering for some more deco-to-midcentury telly. I suppose I can always rewatch The Hour, I Tivoed that one.
I've got a couple of capital-E Events coming up. One is my mum's birthday party, and the other a work thing with Mr Robot. Not sure how much I can say about the latter as it's nothing to do with my work, but it will mean a night out in London. I spend this time of year flailing wildly about being fat and having no nice party clothes, so you can bet your boots I am doing EVEN MORE FLAILING this year. Like Kermit on amphetamines.
I really should get out my party-friendly clothes and try them on to check they fit; I'm probably resisting because I really fear they won't, and that's exactly why I SHOULD try them on now, to give myself the chance to buy a replacement if needed. That said, I'm thinking of wearing my green crimplene suit to Mum's party and I know that fits. My navy House of Foxy 'Hostess' dress will do for London. (They seem to have bumped that range across to Pretty Retro and halved the price, which annoys me rather as now I feel as though my poor husband wasted a load of money as they must have been overcharging. But it is a good dress, and I suppose at least now I can get the same style in other colours.)
And Christmas looms. I've done a load of my shopping already, so I can drop things off when I go to Mum's party. That works out well for me - now I'm back on a games magazine, I'll have two print deadlines in December and not much time for fighting through crowded shops. So I should stop whinging about being busy really, as I'll really have something to grumble about in three weeks' time...