Yesterday's definition of 'Idiocy'..

>> Monday, 17 May 2010

... is deciding, whilst making a relish for a bbq, to check that the chilli peppers you're using are not as bland as they look by touching your hand to your mouth after chopping them up.


And yesterday's definition of 'Relief' is discovering that the myth about a drink of milk helping to remove chilli-oil from your tongue does actually have some basis in fact, after all.

Whilst today's definition of 'Disbelief' is the discovery that your Husband has taken your lap-top charger away to London with him for the week. (Cue 'The Scream' face as you contemplate a week on your own with the kids in Moscow without blogging, e-mail, internet and - for fuck's sake - Skype. Apologies for the cursing by the way, but really - no access to any of the above would make any expat blogger use a few choice expletives, I promise...).

(And today's definition of 'A Reprieve - for Him' is the discovery that if you cannibalise one of his redundant lap-tops you are able to replace the missing part with no harm done. But sssh - we're not going to share that with him yet. Are we?)

9 comments:

Muddling Along Mummy 17 May 2010 at 21:14  

You are kidding - he took your charger... oh dear... that's worth some seriously grovelling on his return (irrespective of what you may have been able to jerry rig in his absence)

Good luck !

Mwa 17 May 2010 at 21:54  

Ouch! And thank god for the extra charger. That is too horrible to contemplate.

Gone Back South 17 May 2010 at 23:27  

Hooray for laptop cannibalisation, but boo that you had to go through all that emotional trauma first.

nappy valley girl 18 May 2010 at 00:50  

It's true: computer/internet disasters are far worse than rubbing chilli in your eye.....

Iota 18 May 2010 at 03:28  

What about 'punishment' = handing him one of those chili peppers and saying "have a lick of this".

Belgravia wife - sort of 18 May 2010 at 06:38  

While you're on idiocy you could add rubbing your eyes with your chill soaked fingers....

As for The Scream face and swearing - an example of the Expat British Stiff Upper Lip if you ask me ; you could milk this for ages. xx

London City Mum 18 May 2010 at 10:11  

Boo hiss - divorce surely?

LCM x

Expat mum 18 May 2010 at 16:42  

My husband, who recently purchased an I-Phone, has taken to using MY charger, which is by the bread bin in the kitchen. It's bad enough that his phone is charging where mine should be, but last week he went out of town with it too. Apparently it wasn't a problem because there's another one in the house....somewhere. Grrr.

Potty Mummy 18 May 2010 at 17:36  

MAM, you would think so, wouldn't you?

Mwa, it is - although when I spoke to him this morning of course it was no biggie.

GBS - hello again! And boo indeed. Wonder what he would have done if the tables had been reversed?

NVG - not my eye. Thank god, it wasn't my eye!

Iota, he has a far stronger stomach for spices than I do, dammit.

BW, I could... Best not, though.

LCM, what more than moving to Moscow in the first place?

EPM, that sounds like a carbon copy of our conversation when I finally got hold of him this morning.

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