This will undoubtedly not be as interesting or inspiring of snarky commentary as my last entry was, but I had myself a lovely weekend and sometimes, that’s what a blog is for – just writing about your weekend so that maybe one day in a year when you haven’t had a good weekend in a while, you can look back and say, “hey, that was a good weekend! I should try that again”.
So on Friday night, without any good netflix lying around just yet, Stuart and I had a “thrown together from the fridge” sort of dinner (oven-roasted greek potatoes, leftover sausage and bean casserole, big salad) while we talked. I actually talked most of dinner because baby is catching these days, it seems everyone’s pregnant or going through those first few months of motherhood, and it’s a fascinating insight that the baby books really don’t cover in as much raw detail as an exhausted blogging mother can.
We played videogames and pootled on the internet and I read a lot, in anticipation of the gothamist review that I wrote up today of Julian Barnes’ latest book. Saturday was more of the same – waking up deliciously late and talking and laughing in bed for a few hours before breakfast and reading took over. In the late afternoon, I baked blondies for Shana’s party and we got dressed and went to her apartment for a few hours of animated chat and margaritas. Today was a late start again, and Stuart cleaned our desperately messy bedroom while I finished reading the book and started writing the review. Then, finally, more very necessary cleaning – I did the bathroom while Stuart vaccuumed and then I mopped the apartment.
It all sounds really boring but it was all done with good cheer, and with no one else’s schedule or needs to attend to, so it felt very self-driven and good. Now Stuart went out in the rain to get the week’s lunch-making supplies and more salad stuff for dinner. Salad and grilled sandwiches for dinner. Yum.
How was your weekend?

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