Friday afternoon was quiet at work, except for the hordes of pro-life rallyers in matching scarves clogging the sidewalks. If I were the rallying kind, I think I’d pick a warmer day, perhaps sometime in April.
We had a quiet Friday night, with our usual homemade pizza and reading. I’m in the midst of Steve Jobs and it is awesome. Granted, he’s crazy and I can’t give it my wholehearted endorsement thanks to some less-than-savory language, but the story itself is fascinating. I’ve always thought of Apple as its post-1997 cool kid persona and that apparently wasn’t always the case.
Saturday morning Jason scraped the newly-fallen snow off the car like he always does while I sat inside all toasty warm. This chivalry has been going on since we became friends and is wonderful because scraping the windows is something I really don’t like doing.
We headed to Tysons for some post-Christmas gift card spending. We did especially well at Barnes and Noble, where we came away with Julius Caesar, Simon Bolivar: A Life, Sacred Hunger, and The Brothers Karamazov . (Can you guess who picked which? Also, I used to always confuse Simon Bolivar and Simone de Beauvoir. So embarrassing…or it would have been if I’d ever had a conversation about either one.) Browsing bookstores with Jason is one of my favorite things in the whole world.
Post-shopping we headed to La Sandia for lunch and churros, then home by way of the auto parts store for transmission fluid! Adulthood is so exciting. In the afternoon we read and I napped (almost always the result of me reading on the couch). Jason went to the stake conference priesthood sesion and we had pizza for dinner.
We woke up early on Sunday morning and made a breakfast feast: pancakes, hashbrowns, and sausage links. Then we headed over to stake conference almost an hour early and were still on hard chairs mid-cultural hall. The program was good and we were especially glad we didn’t get called up for an impromptu musical number, as one couple in the stake did. Another reason to be grateful we fly under the radar stake-wise. Post-church we ate chips and salsa and built a lasagna bolognese for dinner and were visited by our home teachers.
On Monday morning, my alarm went off at 5:26 as it usually does and I ignored it for a while as I usually do. Then I (as do forty percent of all smart phone users) checked my email in bed. I was pleased to discover that work was on a two hour delay thanks to freezing rain. Lucky duck Jason was on a three hour delay. I reset my alarm for a more reasonable hour and drifted back to sleep. The gym was also closed, so I did a quick DVD workout at home when I woke up, showered, and was out the door by 10:00 AM. A good night’s rest and warmer weather perfectly bookended our 2.25 day weekend.