Friday -- took Annabeth shopping for Thalia's birthday.
Saturday -- up at 5:30am and to the Graham feis at the HIlton. More about that in a later post.
Then home and run some errands (no cat food in the house, for example). Make supper. Take kids across town to a friend's house where they were running around like crazed maniacs playing Capture the Flag, etc. etc. while Rick and I went shopping for Thalia's birthday.
Picked up kids around 10pm, telling the friend's mom that if we didn't pick them up now (the party lasted until midnight) they'd be spending the night because Rick and I were about to pass out from exhaustion.
Home, and to bed.
Up Sunday for Sunday School and church. And, um, a loooong service it was. And set a new standard for "uninspiring". As a matter of fact, it was the antithesis of inspiring. Sheesh, it took a while to shake that one off. I usually don't give a lot of critique here of church services (although if you know me in real life you know that I"m pretty forthcoming in my opinions -- possibly a part of being a preacher's kid and growing up in a parsonage and hearing these things discussed quite a bit). But, wow, this was just. so. bad. that it's hard to keep quiet.
Then home for a quick lunch. Take Annabeth out for some more errands. Wind yarn for co-op knitting class tomorrow. Take kids to choir. Home, supper (Sansei), Thalia opened gifts (not her birthday, but we don't have time later this week), then cake. Wind more yarn. More errands for lunch items and school items for tomorrow's co-op classes.
Entertain solo rat who is lonely and needs little ratty friends. Dishes. Mounds of laundry -- it's been over a week since we've washed any clothing.
And now, time to fall into bed.