This was a great weekend. Not a perfect weekend, but a great weekend.
Friday night we went to see
Twelfth Night at Shakespeare Free for All. Yesterday, we had a wonderful brunch of cheesy scrambled eggs, biscuits with butter and boysenberry jam, bacon, and coffee.
Today, we went swimming and grilled potatoes and onions and turkey burgers (in Trader Joe's incredibly good barbecue sauce - the only bottled sauce I've ever had that was actually good) on our
Notebook Grill. One of the best parts was sitting quietly on the bench with
papertigers watching the grill heat up.
We've been reading and snuggling and enjoying the nice weather.
These are the sorts of weekends when one is just happy to be alive.