Oh, my whole weekend was great, actually. Just one of those normal, run-of-the-mill weekends made up of everyday kind of stuff like Trader Joe's, and karate lessons, and the grocery store, and helping Rebecca pick out an appetizer for her impromptu cocktail party. I must have needed normal, run-of-the-mill because it felt so nice. On Saturday night, we threw a pork tenderloin on the grill and split a bottle of wine in front of disk one of Ken Burns' Civil War , (Neel's birthday present) just a perfect evening. Yesterday I booted Neel and Callum outside and headed up to the Blue Rain Room. That was nice too.

I wised up pretty quickly and plugged this in while I organized my fabric stash. Hello, Daniel Craig.

It's no James Bond, but prettier now. I was hoping that pawing through all the stash would make me feel plump with fabric, but mostly I just want to go to the fabric store. I'm feeling a Valentine's Day apron in my future.

I spent some time trying to tame this...

Into this...

And I'm still not there yet. Ummm, I love chenille. We had some egg tostadas and watched more of the Civil War for dinner last night. By the end of the evening Callum started to tank. He's really stuffy and does pathetic SO well. We went up to bed at the same time, and I told him he could read in my bed for awhile before going to sleep. He said instead, "No, I just want to look at you." Okay. Well. That's relaxing. Here's to a relaxing start to the week.