I had an excellent weekend. I actually got a fair amount done (not everything on the list, never everything on the list) and had tons of extra super awesome fun. If half the weekends in my life were as good as the past one, I might be the happiest person alive. Of course I'd also probably be unbearable to be around.
In O:BNM news, I gave myself a manicure last night, painted my nails a lovely brick red. I have not painted them in, quite literally, years, as my nails are always either cut short as a practicality, or damaged from doing wire work. I've forgotten how nice it is to type and look down and see such pretty nails. It's fleeting, as it probably won't last more than a day, but it was worth it.
Also I weighed myself last night, for the first time in a very, very long time. Discovered that I am only 5 pounds from my ideal weight. How awesome is that? However, weight loss should come with some sort of financial award, as how else can one afford to buy all new pants? Today's slacks, not worn for a couple months, are just this side of unwearable, in terms of fit.
My ridiculously useless co-worker just came in, all full of anxiety, unsure of what to do, huge emergency! The emergency? Our boss is not in the office, and co-worker needed to ask him something! What to do? I suggested using a new-fangled device called the telephone. So far it seems to be working out for him.
Kristen has finished her third toilet seat. You better get your order in fast. I'm telling you soon she's going to only be making them for celebrities and telling her story on Oprah.