Back

I can't usually see my back, but I gather that's fairly normal for us humans. Then just occasionally, I'll be standing in the kitchen, glance around, and realise it's just there, reflected back at me in the windows.

Beautifully gorgeously wonderful day today. The schedule includes vacuuming, bed changing, walking into town to buy some crumpet rings, and babysitting (well, they're not really babies anymore. That's what happens when you sit on the same kids for 8 years). So nothing spectacular, but considering the weather, I'd be happy with the most menial of tasks. May substitute town with reading in the hammock though.

For the record, my hair isn't usually so wavy - it's generally pretty dead straight, but I plaited it wet the other day, and it still hasn't lost the wave/boof.