I'm sitting here trying to think about the weekend and I've got nothin'. I hate when this happens. I am literally trying to come up with what I did?? What is this! Drives me nuts and makes me feel old. I remember nothing about Friday night (so it couldn't have been that awesome) moving on to Saturday, I know it rained . . . ah, yes, it rained and I was super irritated. I had planned a whole day of outdoor activities. We surrendered to the weather, went to our favorite bar, ate and had some drinks, and watched movies for the rest of the day. Sunday is a little clearer (thank god), I started moving things around, cleaning, and boxing up Goodwill & trash for the arrival of the new couch (that I ordered 2 weeks and will take 8 - 10 weeks to arrive, I'm hoping the manufacturing fairies are on my side and bustin' a move). We finally made it to the pool and got some rays, rode our bikes around for a bit and BBQ'd with some friends. That's it in a nutshell/this is all I can remember.