Good Weekend

Not a bad weekend, all things considered. Not bad at all.

Friday night, after some panicking and running about and calling my parents to consult, I signed up to attend my 20th high school reunion next month. I'm actually really excited, despite the fact that probably 2/3 of the people there won't remember me. I'd wanted to go to my 10th reunion, but missed it because we were moving that weekend. (And how weird/cool is it that my journal is old enough that I can link to things from 10 years ago?)

Saturday morning we took the kids to Panera to meet up with Chuck and Anita and Heidi for breakfast. We sat around talking until Alex, hopped on on stickybun sugar, got too restless to stay in his seat, so we walked over to the Barnes and Noble and wandered there for a bit. The kids had a fantastic time looking at books and playing in the kids' section.

Both kids were really good, and we had a fantastic time. Definitely must do that again soon!

We were pretty slothful for the rest of the day (everyone except me wound up keeling over for a nap after lunch, actually, and I used the respite to curl up on the couch with a book). And then Matt had his monthly D&D game that night.

Sunday was mostly a bunch of chores and errand-running. But the whole family went out on most of the errands, and we took our time with them. Having Matt to keep an eye on the kids made the grocery shopping easier, and Penny got a huge kick out of stopping at the fresh vegetable stand. (I hesitate to call it a "farmer's market" when it's run out of the back of a pickup truck, but he did say he'd be there all summer, so that makes me happy -- fresh produce is one of the few things I actually like about summer.)

I did go out by myself to run up to Target to get some new clothes -- my shorts are all laughably too big for me, and so is the tank top I wear to bed. Just to see how much further I have to go, I took both XL and L into the fitting room, and I was... surprised. The size L PJ tops fit perfectly. A bit snug, but not uncomfortably so. And the L shorts, though they were uncomfortably tight, I could at least get on. In a few different styles, so it wasn't just a fluke. I ended up buying one pair, just on the thought that I might need them before the summer is out.

(What the hell is up with all the short-waisted, hip hugger pants, though? I am not interested in showing off my nasty ugly belly button, and I am particularly not interested in showing off my underwear. And underwear that rides low enough not to look utterly ridiculous sticking up out of the back of those stupid pants is hideously uncomfortable. It took me over an hour to find one style of shorts that actually came up to my waist. And those, naturally, didn't have pockets. UG. I hate hate hate shopping for clothes. Especially pants.)

Anyway, I made soup for dinner using fresh corn that I cut off the cob myself, and ham, and white beans. It was actually really good, so it may well become a part of my regular rotation. (At least for the summer. I'm not sure it would have been as good with frozen corn.)

So yay for nice weekends, with kids behaving well and new clothes with proof I'm shrinking and tasty food. Whoo!

And here comes July, where I've already got at least one major activity lined up every weekend... Time to get busy!