weekend frivolity

I get nervous when I haven't blogged in several days. It's a lot of pressure to keep this blog thing going. Pressure being mostly from my mom. I know she checks it religiously multiple times a day. So uh...

Hi, Mom. Still here. Still alive.

So what has been going on since I last blogged?

Thursday...
Not much. I exercised and had a date night with Bruce. I made him cut and paste treasure hunt clues onto construction paper this night for my upcoming Primary activity Saturday morning. True love.

Friday...
8:30 a.m. Taught a BodyFlow class.
10:00 a.m. Went to Costco to stock up on food for an Open House I would be hosting Sunday night. Our bishop and his family are moving to Panama. Goodbyes are sad.
12:00 p.m. Read to L's class at school. Smog the City Dog and The Gingerbread Boy - crowd favorites. I also whipped out a couple Primary wiggle songs. The teachers were awed. Blessings of righteous living.
2:00 p.m. Took the kids to the pool so they could swim while I did laps. Got a nasty sunburn in the effort.
6:30 p.m. Went out to a movie with friends. Watched Star Trek. I liked it.
10:00 p.m. Stopped by a work party with Bruce's colleagues. Accountants are a generally boring bunch. Mexican accountants, though, buck the stereotype. These guys are a riot.
11:30 p.m. Finished preparing for the Primary activity.

Saturday...
8:30 a.m. Drove to the church to set up. Broke a sweat running around, placing clues.
10:00 a.m. The kiddies arrived.
11:00 a.m. We were all making "squeeze fudge" (a fun and easy recipe, courtesy of my darling 1st counselor, Amanda) in the multi-purpose room. Several of the kids commented to me that the refreshment looked like poop in a bag, which made it 100x more awesome than say... lemon bars.
12:00 p.m. Came home from the activity and got to work making 300 meatballs for this upcoming Open House. Something disgusting about rolling that much raw meat in one's hands.
3:00 p.m. Still rolling meatballs.
6:00 p.m Still rolling meatballs.
8:30 p.m. Headed to the gym in an effort to escape rolling meatballs. Spent 40 minutes on a stationary bike. Felt like screaming.

Sunday...
Spent the morning setting up for the Open House and preparing for 100+ people to enter our humble abode.
1:00 p.m. Headed to Church. Spent most of the three hours fretting over my Nursery of eleven 18-month- to 3-year-olds in one tiny, hot room. Nursery troubles me often.
4:00 p.m. Ran home to prepare for the Open House.
9:45 p.m. Kids were in bed and the Open House was over. That was a lot of people and children in 300 meters-squared.

Fun and busy weekends are good and memorable. But I'm not doing anything next weekend. Don't call me. I'm not interested.

Unless you're cooking. Then I'll reconsider.