Today Hilary came over in hopes of having a beach picnic. While I spent the entire morning cleaning up the place and doing two loads of laundry, the sun was shining and the world was at a good steady 80 degrees Fahrenheit. And then everything went cold and cloudy. So we stayed in and had an impromptu concert, perogies, macaroni and cheesse, cookies and cherry garcia frozen yogurt. Tons of food.
Also, this week I scored a ton of vintage patterns at Joanne's for 99 cents each. The only problem is having never used a pattern before, I severely underestimated just how complex they were. So this weeks project has been determined.
I'm really not ready for Monday. Fuck.