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Those who know me well, or have been reading the news around here for a while know that I'm really not much of a girly girl.  The evidence being:

I hate shopping
I'm not brilliant at keeping my nails manicured
I leave the house without makeup. All.The.Time.
I wear jeans All.The.Time.
I'm a coder. I'm on my computer All.The.Time.
I could care less about spending money on clothes. Though I confess to enjoying bringing new clothes home.
I never played princesses growing up. I played forts.

So it may surprise you that for the last 10 days my eye has been caught by a pair of shoes in a shop window.

Girl Shoes.

Girl Shoes with teeny tiny heels.

Red. Girl Shoes.

Do not ask me to explain how I knew that they were for me.

Do not ask me to explain how I knew they absolutely would fit.

And even on the day that I thought they'd been sold as I turned to look as I walked past the window I saw they were still there, merely moved as I knew they would be.

These are  one off shoes, the store's a 2nd hand, sell on consignment kind of affair so they're the only pair there...BTW they aren't 2nd hand, these are brand new and sold for the bargain price of $77.00 - So today I finally gave in to the shoes calling me to "STOP FOR GOD's Sake and at LEAST TRY US ON!!!" (They're very bossy shoes... so it won't surprise you that they're red, will it?)
These are the shoes.

So, at the beginning of the week I blog about Blog Mojo and by the end I'm cooking up posts like it's no tomorrow. Bizarre...

The power went off at my place today.  One minute I'm typing away on the old Mac and I observe that the battery icon is lit rather than the power one.  Of course, I spend a few minutes cursing the power adapter, it's the new one, until I realise that I've actually got no internet access... I get up to check the rest of the house and sure enough, the circuit breaker is tripped and while the lights are on, the power points are all out of action.  No hot water (yeah, it's dodgy and is plugged into the normal power supply), no fridge, no Internet.  AAAARRRRRGH No Internet.

Good air in, Bad air out.

I go upstairs to the circuit board to untrip it.

It trips again.

Hmm... something's screwing with my power... I call the property manager. Leave a message, but decide I can do without a sparky and go looking for the culprit.

I unplug everything but one lamp.

Trip the switch.

Back down the stairs to my place, because you know these circuit breakers are never within easy reach, they're outside on the side of the house and would really be better managed if one had an other half to test all the appliances while I man the switch and turn it back on when necessary.

OK. the lamp's still on. Good start. I figured I'd turn everything on one, by one until the light goes off...

Hot water on. Lamp still on... WIN.
Fridge on...
Kettle on - Lamp FAIL.

Ok. Kettle is plugged into a 4point board so I unplug the board and the kettle, observing, not for the first time that both units are a little the worse for wear to the tune of a fair amount of Kitten Chewing.  Not Lulu, you understand, my well behaved princess (Ed. *snort*)  but Chino her much younger and more boisterous predecessor.

So it's clearly time to replace both the board and the kettle.  Something I've been putting off, because, well, I'm cheap.  It also seemed sensible to go get a new power board lest I have to show all my electrical arrangements to a sparky who would probably have apoplexy... I live in a small house with.. . hang on... a grand total of 4 double outlets in the kitchen/living/dining/office area and 1 single outlet in the bedroom.

To plug in the myriad of appliances I'm running I have to rock 4x6point power-boards and 1x4point boards and even then there is usually some juggling.

So I hit the store and discover that the Kettle of Choice is $75.  And this is for a teeny tiny 1litre kettle.  Yikes...

So I went looking for a kettle cord to replace the cord as the kettle I have, ugly though it is, is still functional, and guess what. Nobody stocks them.

A pox on our consumeristic society.  So, roll on Sunday when I'll have an extra shift's worth of cash with which to buy the new kettle.