Oh, our weekend, you ask? Boring, really. Uneventful.
We just went to a chilling thrilling outdoor showing of “Sleepy Hollow” with some friends who drank hot chocolate with us afterward while we crashed our remote-control helicopter into every hanging artifact in our tiny living room.
And we went to art class together and drew warthogs and hyenas and roosters and dragonflies that were holding very still for us in the university’s museum of dead stuffed animals. And the teacher said he liked my wolf.
And we had dinner and dessert with neighbors we’ve never met then bonded so well that we planned a game night which we carried out on Sunday and which sealed our friendship as neighbors because no one got too mad when I expressed my desire to kick everyone’s trash at all games always.
And all we did was redo our bathroom completely by ridding ourselves of our antique pink rug and overly floral shower curtain to make room for brightly-colored forest creatures and a lime green toilet rug.
And we modestly planned our Hogwartlicious Halloween costumes while eating our favorite pita chips with our favorite hummus and marveling at African kudu hunters who skillfully hid from a man-eating leopard on Human Planet.
Then we just went to church and got asked to be emergency preparedness coordinators and we said yes because we can’t wait to learn how to be emergency prepared.
My weekend is possibly the boringest thing on the entire Internet at THIS MOMENT. With the possible exception of watching mussels grow:
http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/prince-edward-island/story/2007/12/28/musselcam-interesting.html
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