There is nothing so wonderful as a three-day weekend. It helps that I work for a bank. I'm not sure I could ever go back to a job where I didn't get all the random bank holidays. It's like getting an extra week of vacation. Here is my weekend:

Friday, went over to Meg and Bob's house where we drank wine and played (as much as we could with a sick baby) with Faith until she went to bed.

Saturday, went over to Danielle's house to help her make a futon cover. Discovered that Wyndom Cafe is closed and had to run to Urban Harvest to get the essential morning coffee. Went and picked up Becka on our way to Urban Harvest for lunch. Left Danielle's about 2 and mom and I went to see Calendar Girls (such a great movie!). Went to a fondue party at my friend, Sarah's house in the evening. Plopped into bed around 1:30.

Sunday, organized the closet under the stairs and got rid of two more boxes. This was essential because that closet was becoming a monster. Went to knitting at 2 and then went to dinner at Highland Grill and Big Fish with Becka and Danielle. I was trying to get my movie fix in for the weekend.

Monday, cleaned like crazy and finished sewing the radiator cover and toilet cover thingy for the bathroom. Took the final pictures and packaged the film to send off this morning. Rescued dog from her tie-out outside. It was caught on a frozen poop. Laughed and laughed about frozen poop restraining dog. Determined to put it in blog today.

Tuesday (so far), had difficulty getting out of bed because was lazy all weekend about getting up, typed blog and had to deflect licking dog so wouldn't mis-spell too much. Tempted to go back to bed.