Last night we visited with friends and had an absolute ball. We watched "Danny Deckchair" an aussie comedy that was hilarious. Although, I think I found it more hilarious than everyone else (of course). I recommend you watch the movie. Seriously funny. As are our friends. They find the small things in life funny, which I love.
Today is raining again, which I'm fine with. I'm thinking of going to the local cafe to do some reading.
On Friday I had my hair cut into a cute, very layered short do. At first I wasn't too sure about it. But as the compliments started rolling in, my confidence in the new "do" shot up. Fast forward to Monday at 1pm and I'm loving it.
I am going to take photo's of my apartment, I promise. I just didn't get time to tidy and clean on the weekend. We try to do it in the midweek so our weekends aren't a slave to housework. I get so bummed out if I work all week, do our usual routine then housework. You need to have time for fun, and have time at least over the weekend to enjoy some things you enjoy doing. So I need to engage in the ritual called housework after work tomorrow or Wednesday. Ah the joys of growing up and getting more responsible:)
So yesterday my friend and I hung out and grabbed a pint of guinness each at the local pub, went thrift store shopping and had our nails done. My husband and I played a boardgame Saturday afternoon and... that night had dinner with his family. All of them. Yikes. It was a mexican fiesta. I got to hear all the women rant on about their husbands. Needless to say I declined to enter into the conversation.
I don't have much else to report on for now. Its Monday. And I have a case of the Mondays. Time to go to the cafe and read a glossy mag.