I spent 4 days in the UK and I came back with only one lousy photo

Last weekend I spent some time visiting friends at their house west of London. It was really good to catch up with them and hang out. I only took one photo though, of the juice I bought at Marks & Spencers:



What? I had to get it...

I didn't take one photo of my friends or all the snow still left or their two cute kids. I dunno, I planned to, it just didn't happen. It was a bit tiring, but sometimes quite sweet, to hang around with the kids. They are so outgoing, so the moment I stepped into their house, they were both babbling at the same time about what they were doing and showing me recent owies they had. I enjoyed playing with them, either giving little tickles or playing with toys or puzzles. There was the afternoon I had the girl, the older one, on my lap and her younger brother standing nearby, keeping them busy with Abba videos on Youtube while I tried to have a conversation with their mom. The last night I was there they requested that I read them their bedtime story, so I crowded onto the girl's bed with the boy on my lap, read the story, and then gave them goodnight hugs. It's funny entering a kid's world, where even my clothes were scrutinized. I wore a couple of Threadless shirts while I was there and they always had to ask questions about what was on the shirt: "What's this animal supposed to be?" "Why does the girl have her eyes closed?" Those were the good times at least, there were of course meltdowns and whinging as well, but when they were cute, they were pretty damn cute.

After I came back, I found out that my new glasses (the frames of which I bought in Portland back in September) were ready, so I picked them up Thursday evening. I was so excited to get them since I've had the frames for so long and I was looking forward to the change of wearing them. I've not started wearing them full-time yet, but I'll try to do that tomorrow. Here they are, sort of like my old glasses, but also quite different: