Well, I didn’t make it an entire month getting this updated on Mondays.  It was bound to happen.  The bar was just set too high.  I kept thinking something super-exciting was going to happen yesterday that I would need to include.  Not remarkably, that did not occur.

That wasn’t a very interesting weekend, but it had a few unusual twists.  I am, for the record, generally against twists.  Friday started things off nice and quiet.  A friend came over and we whipped up a passable stir fry, then played some cards.  Worth noting, I won.  It was a pretty dominant victory actually, never really close.  Truly a masterful display of cunning gamesmanship.

Saturday started off in a typically mundane fashion.  I broke down and got a new ipad, and spent the afternoon getting it all set up.  I broke my old one in March (yes, nearly a year ago,) and have debated daily, possibly hourly, since then over whether to fix it or buy a new one.  I finally opted for fixing the old one.  As the logistics of this decision slowly settled in, (calling people, making appointments, driving to the mall, blah blah blah) I ended up changing my mind.  I can do that.  I am still convinced it was a solid decision too;  I’m quite happy with the new one.  For evening entertainment, there was a big dinner party at a friend’s house nearby.  By “big,” I mean like a dozen people.  Can’t help it, I panicked.  I came up with some lame excuse and graciously declined the invite.  The response was, “Oh good, then we can drop our kid at your house.  Thanks!”  Whoa, didn’t see that one coming.  When another couple found out the arrangements, they were quick to pile on their little ‘uns also.  Something went horribly, horribly awry.  (Actually Donette sneakily went behind my back and offered to watch them as some type of life-lesson for declining the dinner invite.)  Well, there went my Saturday night plans.  Which is not to say I had any, but if I did, they’d have been certainly been disrupted.  After some debate, we decided to take them out for pizza.  When I say “we,” I am referring to Donette.  Solid plan, it worked out very nicely.  I could go into detail on the pizza place, but I’ll save that for another day.  I’ll just go high-level and say I love to hate the place.  They have reasonably priced food and a small arcade, which was key.  “Here’s a handful of quarters, go play.”  Perfectly executed plan.  We were actually there for quite a while, ate some good pizza, then headed off for a stop at an ice cream shop for dessert.  “Could have been worse.”

Sunday was also a bit out of my rut.  I have a pretty strict itinerary for my Sunday, especially the early hours.  There is a lot of coffee and news involved.  Nowhere in the schedule is there a line item for little girls running down the stairs at 7:00 screaming for pancakes.  Nope, it’s just not in the plan.  Pancakes were made though, if there was really even a decision to be made.  Thankfully, they were even declared passable, although it was made clear they weren’t quite up to par with the ones at home.  Whew.  Thank goodness for Krusty’s.  The little ‘uns got picked up around 9:00, then I made some effort to get back on track.  I rallied nicely I think.  Watched the games, then we had a birthday party (adults only, whew,) up the hill at a nice winery later in the evening.