The Only Rule for The Holiday Project is that every day has got to be a New Adventure of Some Sort. Umm........that probably means that I can't lie around watching Fashion TV on Mute for hours.
But maybe I should have another rule: Transforming the Mundane into Magic.
What happened today is a Perfect example of my new rule.
Be aware that there are Mundane Elements in this small vignette that I'm about to tell you, so I'll try & tell it in the least number of words:
My Canon MP600 printer decided to only print in shades of blue with some white touches. It is over eighteen months old, but I had cleverly bought an Extended Warranty.
I phoned the toll free number on the warranty paper a few days ago & explained what was wrong with the printer. The phone answerer didn't seem too interested in what was wrong. She just said they'll get back to me shortly.
I didn't obsess about it like I usually do.
Today they rang back & said they'd decided to give me a new printer for free. Just go to the store & pick it up.
I drove like a maniac to the store & was served by a Naughty but Charming Ex-Student who decided to make up for all the times she gave me the shits in class by giving me a big discount on buying yet another Extended Warranty.
I was thrilled.
Now, can you see the Magic in that Mundane Story?
On a completely different subject, I couldn't help but post this picture of me taken at the Faux Organic Markets Across the Road from my Apartment on saturday. I am holding a bunch of gladioli, or 'Gladies' as they are called, which is the favourite flower of Dame Edna Everage who I mentioned a few posts ago by saying I spoke like her only l was louder & shriller. So I thought that it was Entirely Apt that I had this photo taken.
But what I'm really showing off is my Holiday Outfit. How smug I was as I put it on in the morning - in my mind the newly-thrifted 'Benetton' skirt & the Comic book top were cool & edgy.
I sneered at a v. famous Pioneer Feminist & Writer who was all porked up in a pair of khaki shorts. I also sneered at a gaggle of older women who were wearing exercise clothes with Unsightly Runners. I wondered aloud if one of the women was wearing Proper Foundation Garments.
And then I went home & downloaded my photo. I got a Small Shock. Because everything I was wearing was a size too small, all my figure flaws were Out & Proud. But I didn't know it.
It Never Pays to be Smug.