in which I fail to come home with a new watch

I had a lovely swan boat ride this morning, and then went off in search of a new watch. I had three requirements: I need a watch that has marks for each hour, and tells me what the date is, and does not have a metal band that tries to take all the hair off my wrist. Apparently you can't get all of those things at once from anywhere that's open on Sundays. So I came home and ordered this. Which wasn't exactly what I was looking for, but it was a case of "I'll know it when I see it". And when I saw this, I said "Yeah, that." I've always wanted to try one of those watchbands.

life lesson #8427

Good idea: making gazpacho for (part of) this week's lunch.

Bad idea: putting the last empty container on top of the filled ones.

REALLY bad idea: stacking up the filled containers in the blender base, for lack of room on the counter, and putting the empty one on top to fill it.

Result: one pint of gazpacho on the filled containers, the counter, the wire rack holding up the counter, the floor, the wall, the coffee maker, the container of coffee beans, the blender base, and me.

Now I have to go figure out what's for the rest of lunch this week, and figure out if I can salvage the blender base, which has gazpacho in its innards. I think it might be easier to buy a new blender.