can't wait for weekend...

i am really looking forward to this weekend. it has been a busy couple of months and i feel like it's been a minute since i was able to chill out and not have to worry about a reading that needs to be done or a paper that should be written. although, my boys have been super supportive. both of them give me time to work and sometimes we are all working together in the living room on our respective homework assignments. we dub the living room the library, so everyone has to be respectful of each other. i hope it sets a good example for the youngster. he seems to get into it too. he's such a little bookworm. he'd be happy as a clam reading for hours if we let him. guess there could be worse things to be addicted to!

anyway, this weekend is about fun! alan has to play in a dodgeball tourney this weekend, so the kiddo and i are hangin out together. i think we are going to hit up the book sale at Tidal Wave and then go check out a movie. at 3pm there is a pick-up kickball game at King Elementary School that we might go check out. you should too if you are looking for something fun to do! it's supposed to be 68 degrees on saturday, so a good day for some spring kickball for sure.

then sunday, sunday is shoe shopping day. and maybe a trip to IKEA to get a new mattress for our bed. we hate hate hate the one we have. i am so bummed i spent so much money on it. ugh. anyway. shopping sundays are always my favorite. i just hope i can talk my honey into it. he's generally pretty good about coming along. i'll just promise him some IKEA meatballs and he's good. ;)

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