"I'll beat you on the head with a wooden spoon!"

Thursday night, we were all having dinner together, when I burst out with, "the plates depress the hell outta me!"
So Jade said, "If you wanna get some different ones with YOUR money, fine by me. Have to be ones I like, though, or I'll beat you on the head with a wooden spoon!"
So we took Hermes for his appointment with a phychologist earlier - he's fine, but I feel that he needs more than I know how to give him - and then went shopping. A couple of hours and about 100 big ones later, no more depressing china or mismatched cutlery. I went for warm tones, and cutlery with a slight sun pattern at the bottom. All very classy and cheerful.
There was hysteria on Saturday when I lost my bank card (I don't do credit cards, the only way that affects me is that I can only buy from 90% of places and I don't run the risk of getting in debt). It turned out that I had tucked it away so carefully to avoid losing it that I couldn't find it.