Day... Nine?

Hez has a cold, so we're taking a slow day. Yesterday Hez had a dinner party, which was nice. Before that we saw the Angel of the North, which is apparently one of the largest statues in the world, or some such. The facelessness of the statue is probably meant to invoke universality, but it struck me as a bit creepy.

I have not read the Twilight books (except a few pages from the beginning of the first), so why did I dream about pregnant Bella Swan last night? It was bizarre.