so i've had one of those weekends where i am actually relieved it's almost Monday. sick, yes, but true. it was just a humdinger, and not in the good way. but i am grateful for one thing: i know how to comfort myself. it's really an invaluable skill to have, if you ask me.
this is what i've done this weekend (in between the humdinger parts):
- got a $5 manicure
- watched "Notting Hill" (yeah, ok, not an excellent movie, but Hugh Grant... come on)
- baked a pound cake from scratch (therapeutic)
- made linguine with white clam sauce (my favorite meal ever)
- watched "Finding Neverland" (i cry every time)
- worked out, a lot (and temporarily lost my iPod at the gym, but a kind soul gave it to the lost & found)
- watched "About a Boy" (needed a bit more of Hugh)
- baked a Duncan Hines strawberry cake (which i haven't had since, seriously, probably my eighth birthday - the smell alone was like a security blanket)
- had a nice chat with my Gram
- got about 10 hours of sleep last night (sorely needed)
- watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" (one of the truest romantic movies ever)
all of that got me through, i feel calm and rested now - and, yeah, so ready to go back to work.
how bizarre.
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