The Stuff of a February Weekend

It was a great weekend.

I spent Friday night with K and her friend E. We watched "Perks of Being a Wallflower" which reminds me so much of my own high school experience, for some reason. Even though I never really did the things that the main characters did with drugs. Or with the making out. Or with the partying. Ha, who knows why this film makes me reminiscient, maybe because I wanted high school to be like that.

Saturday morning I spent with my dear boyfriend, who went to a pancake breakfast that I somehow convinced him to go to. Then he came over to my house and proceeded to install a peg board for me in my laundry room; fix a shower head; and then cut down three very very tall trees in a lot behind my house. With a chainsaw. That was pretty exciting. Seriously, most thoughtful way to spend a Saturday morning ever.

I spent Saturday afternoon getting communion ready (with K); going for a run; getting some conversion work done which desperately needed to happen to reduce some stress at my M-F job; having a philsophical discussion with K about church; going shopping for food and "no trespassing" signs; and then watching K get ready for a formal dance. She cleans up well, and thanks to our friend Ragan, her hair looked good too. She went with a friend of hers and he came over and picked her up and opened the door for her - very gentlemanly. On the way back down my driveway, he sort of, well, hit my lamp post. The damage to the car looked minimal, thankfully; however, the lamp post is going away.

Saturday night I made a chicken dish with homemade macaroni and green beans for that boyfriend o' mine and his family. We also played ping pong and watched Big Bang Theory which literally makes me laugh out loud pretty much every time I watch it. So here's the thing, my boyfriend is of course great at ping pong. And I am not. 21-4 or something ridiculous like that. I think I need to practice a bit. Still, I know my limitations, and for the most part, I'm good with them.

Sunday has been a mishmash of things. Sleeping in a little. Krispy Kreme with K. Playing with babies in the nursery and singing "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!" Reading the paper outside. Going for a run on the Riverwalk. Digging out the aforementioned lamppost. Watching the Academy Awards. Admittedly, they are a little boring.

And now, reflecting. Yes, it's been a great weekend.