Hey so what is up? I have become the laziest human ever, I just seem to while away time during the day until all of a sudden it's afternoon and I haven't even left the house! The two exciting things I did this week were getting a haircut and taking the dog to the vet.
New hair, and a wave from Henry - no I didn't take the photo while breastfeeding,
although it kind of looks that way... I'm not that good at multitasking.
Anyway, Ross said he likes the hair, I am still kind of getting used to it. I realised there aren't any mirrors in the lounge/ kitchen areas, so I haven't really seen enough of myself to adapt yet. I think it's cute, as long as I ruffle it up the right way - I think maybe it looks a bit too old-lady-esque if I do it wrong.
And yes, poor Nina went and got spayed on Wednesday - she was hilariously doped up that afternoon, then a bit pitiful and sore on Thursday, but luckily she's pretty much back to her normal perky self today. The vet said it was easier on her because she's so young, which is a relief, because it was pretty awful to see her so miserable...
And then I realised that that whole childbirth thing must have been terrible for Ross - take my feelings for sad Nina, multiply them by a whole bunch and then extend it for a day and a night. I almost* feel like I had it easier, because at least I was doing something. Ross just had to watch me be in pain. It was all worth it in the end, though...
*that is a pretty big ALMOST.
What else? Ross and I went to Skagastrond last Sunday - it is becoming a little bit of a ritual to get out of town, although I don't know what we're going to do once we run out of small towns nearby.
It was a pretty nice place, we went to this pub/ museum/ restaurant/ venue called Kántrýbær - and if you pronounce that out loud and translate the last part, it becomes Country town!
I cannot recommend it highly enough, unless of course you don't enjoy cheesy theme bars, in which case I do not recommend it at all. As for us, we are going there for my birthday this year. And possibly the year after that, too. So cheeseball and awesome. Plus there were some genuine, slightly mad local characters who rocked up and started awkward conversations with some of the other tourists, so that was entertaining.
Okay, time to go cook some dinner. What does one make with mince? Maybe I'll improvise and see what we end up with... My prediction? Pizza.