Laid Back Weekend

My long weekend started off very simply.  The kidlet was out of school on Friday.  Only the Good Lord and the Union School board knows why they planned a teacher professional day when they could have tacked it onto Fall break, giving us SIX blissful days lounging around in our underwear. 

But they didn't.

I tried to write, only getting a measly 1409 words written, but alas, I can't blame my hideous performance on the kidlet.  She did as I requested.  She left me alone.  So I only have myself and Laura to blame.

Who's Laura, you ask?  Well, Laura and I belong to the same goals group and the goals group has a chat site and we do writing sprints.  I usually love kicking Laura's ass during the sprints, but she had some issues with her story, so we mainly brainstormed. 

If she doesn't come up with a logline, then I'm going to have to go to Florida to kick some Laura butt, but that's another story.

Anyhoo, the hubster came home early and the three of us went to IT'S GREEK TO ME for gyros and then the theater to see MEGAMIND.  I liked the movie.  I must say Minion was too cute, and the director managed to rein in Will Ferrell's psychoses into a fun character.  In fact, I thought about answering the phone when it rang with an, "Ollo" instead of my normal "Yellow".  Yes, I do say that instead of the traditional "Hello".  My kidlet has also begun the habit. 

Ah, the rotten apple doesn't fall far, does it??

To tell you the truth, I don't remember a whole lot about the weekend, except we went to a 'barn-raising' party.  Ah, yeah, hubster reminded me.

He bathed the dog. I watched.

He fixed an outdoor faucet.  I watched.

In between, I read.  It was a good weekend.

Then we went to the barn party.  The barn was already up, with a cement floor and insulated walls, which meant it really wasn't a 'real' barn.  The food and company were fun, and while the kidlet went on a hayride I forced the hubster to learn how to square dance with me.  Ah, good times. :-)

Sunday was just as laid back.  Church, clean the house, do laundry (still doing laundry while writing blog) and a Sam's run.  Hubster made the mistake of looking at Nintendo DS games with the kidlet, allowing me time to peruse the book--I SCORED FOUR CHRISTMAS BOOKS!!  Hehehee, sucka!

So that was my weekend.  Now the dog smells fresh and doesn't have any dingleberries hanging from her butt--Sheepdog, ya know.  The house is clean.  Laundry is caught up.  I meditated in church about my story and I'm good to go. 

So, this week, I need to kick DEMON into high gear and write at least 20,000 words.  Oh, and I promised hubby, I'd actually attempt to workout this week. *sigh* 

So who's with me??  I can't hear you!!!

Write on!!

Uh, please, periodically kick my ass into gear.