Thursday was just one of those days. Not only did my kitchen look like something Dante would have gladly devoted a couple of cantos to, but Thursday also marked the very first time Espen spat up in my hair. Oh joy.
Clearly, the opportunity for a little self-indulgence could not have come at a better time.
Anyone who has read this blog for a while will be familiar with me rabbiting on about how much I love flowers. And I really do! I just think a bunch of fresh flowers really brightens up a room. And my day. But even though they make me ever so extremely happy, I've never actually bought flowers for myself.
I corrected that with a quick trip to the grocery store where I bought myself a cheerful bunch of happy for not much more than the price of a magazine. Added bonus: the flowers have been acting as extra motivation to keep my kitchen clean so it can act as a pretty backdrop. Even the stray flower that broke off was rescued and used as motivation for me to (finally!) try out the manual settings on the camera:
Ironically, this photo also serves as a great showcase of our tragically empty flower beds outside. Oh well. If I can't have flowers outside, I can have them inside! :)