Why I love the weekend

Say hello to one of my best friends. He and I are home alone this weekend (my husband is at a seminar in another state) so we've been watching movies, doing some housework, and mostly just taking it easy.

The bedroom and the living room are in a terrible state of disarray here. The bedroom is suffering from my husband's reluctance to throw away useless papers and my not having enough closet space for all my clothes. The living room is mostly a problem with clutter (magazines that need to be tossed or shelved, CDs that need to be put away, etc). Both rooms are on my list. I need to make some progress this afternoon. I've already started on the bedroom, but there's still much to be done in both rooms.

But anyway. It's been a nice, quiet weekend. I made a broccoli quiche yesterday that is so delicious, I just want to eat it for every meal. I've watched some movies. (Did anyone else find Immortal Beloved kind of stinky?) I visited with my neighbor who is home after a week in the hospital. I worked on my chorus website for a while. And I hope to do a little cross stitching this evening.

It was great weather here today: sunny, breezy, and a little cooler than it's been. Not so humid. I've had the windows open all day instead of running the air conditioner, and the house feels aired out and fresh. So nice. I ate lunch out on the deck so I could watch the birds coming to my birdfeeder -- I have my grandmother's bird book so I can identify them. The best part is the list of birds she wrote in the back of the book, in her crazy handwriting. I wonder if they were the birds she had spotted, or if she was taking notes in some birdwatching class. She took classes in everything.

And that's about it.