Monday, again. Ugh.

This weekend went by entirely too fast. Now we're back to the wild party life that is our work. I didn't do much this weekend. Saturday we went to Barnes and Noble where we were lucky enough to sit next to a couple who were obviously on a date. They were probably early twenties and middle eastern so they talked in their crazy talk. Loudly. He would talk, a lot, and then she would giggle, a lot. This was followed by me exchanging rolled eyes with other neighboring table occupants, a lot. The B&N cafe is supposed to be treated like a library, as in, shut the hell up the rest of us don't want to listen to your stupid conversation because we're here to read magazines or work on homework. Oy, kids!

I also finished scrapbooking the first week of my Project 365. It came out pretty good and wasn't that terribly difficult, though if given the opportunity I would buy the kit in a heartbeat.



Chris is spending the evening working in the garage trying to do a last minute engine swap since his new, larger engine just froze up yesterday while he was running it. Friday's the big day so we'll see. Right now rain is predicted for Friday which should be a riot!

Nothing says classy like wine, plaid flannel and a torn apart race car.

I stole a Sunset magazine from the break room today from last April. It has an awesome travel article about San Miguel, Mexico. It looks like a wonderful place to visit since it's inland and full of gardens and old churches, buildings and roads. I'd actually consider going back to the land of burros to visit there. I shoved it in Chris' face for about two seconds and got him to agree that the photos make it look right up our alley. Not that we're going anywhere anytime soon, but I can dream and plan, right?