Presidents' Day doesn't get more exciting than this

Let's hear it for 3-day weekends!  (As I typed that, I mistakenly wrote '30-day weekends'.  I wish.  Oh how I wish.)

My secondary loves came in the mail this weekend:

I DVR'd the Season 3 Finale last night but then fell asleep on the couch and didn't watch it.  Now I'm about to fly to frikkin' VA and won't get the chance to see it until next weekend.  It's wrong and we live in a fallen world.  What can I say.

Also it's much too beautiful outside to leave.  The sacrifices I make.  Just because they pay me doesn't mean they get to call all the shots.

We spent our half-day together doing very exciting things like trading in used books for credit at our new favorite bookstore,

Going to our favorite pit stop for lunch,

Starting up the ole trips to Goodwill once more.  We are determined to turn the crap room into a useable hobby and storage area.  And by we I mean G.  And by useable I mean sort of kind of organized and presentable.

And we capped it off with a trip to Wally World to buy a hobby desk for G.  I made the mistake of telling new friends this weekend that he does, and I quote, "modeling on the side."  He was like, plastic models, plastic...

Time to trudge around the apartment and whine while I pack.  I don't want to leave and it doesn't help that the weather is one step away from magical.  The good news is that I'm no longer completely freaked by the thought of flying, and also that I get to be present for some significant (to me) events in VA this week, and that before I know it, I'll be back and it'll be time to do brunch and hiking again!