I had a lovely weekend. It's been a while since I haven't had a weekend that was mind-numbingly boring, so this was a welcome change. And many more....[jazz hands].
Friday night: met Kathy for dinner at Home Slice, which, despite being full of hipsters and people who look deceptively like other people ("I think I know that guy, but I have no idea how"), was quite enjoyable. Except for having bird poo splash on our jeans while we sat under a tree, waiting for a table. That part was gross.
Saturday morning: met Beth for a walk. I tell you what: you need to figure something out or think out loud, go on a walk with a girl friend. All problems solved. We went for Mediterranean food for lunch. God bless the chickpea.
Saturday afternoon: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I already wrote about that. But it encouraged me to try to re-read HPatHBP before the next book comes this week. Since I have the reading retention skills of a goldfish, this is a good refresher for me. What? Who's Hermione? What's a Death Eater? Huh?
Saturday night: mourned missing out on RA concert.
Sunday afternoon: took the Little Sis to the Children's Museum, which was fun. We played giant-size game of mancala, and she beat me at it so fast I didn't know we were actually even playing. That brings my game-playing skills to like -80. I don't know what that means, either.
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