It was very busy at the farm, and beyond, this weekend. Actually a bit too busy for my taste considering the temps are cooler, so my natural desire to hibernate is taking over.
My weekend included:
*traveling to Elizabethtown to work at the Performing Arts Centre for my 27th event... I do videography/vj'ing work in my spare time (and some audio and lighting, too). The venue is gorgeous and the staff amazing. I wish I lived closer so I could work there more often.
*having car issues again necessitating taking my car in to the service center twice this weekend with a left over issue from last month which had already left my VISA gasping for air. Honestl,y my poor VISA has gone into hiding, so I hope my car issues are finished. -sigh-
*Bone-a-palooza 2 happened, leaving my house a mess of bones and gutted toys (beer bottles and cheetos, too) and me not getting to enjoy the partying. But considering how my dogs cheat at cards, well, probably for the best I didn't get to enjoy. But the next day they slept off their bone hangovers and growled if I talked too loud. They must have had a good time, but they are not sharing. Apparently what happens on the farm, stays on the farm.
*Reed got his mane trimmed into Green Day's Billie Joe Armstrong circa 21st Centry Breakdown and it looks ah-maze-in! Regrettably now I have to share bathroom space with his array of hair product.
*We went for a celebratory viewing of Bourne Legacy. Mmm, well, celebrating with a good movie was the plan. However it was not good. -sigh-
*Sunday was the most relaxing day of them all. A really good friend, her son, and I had a little 'sneak-away Sunday' breakfast at Shakespeare and Company. S&C is a cute little cafe right across from the Lexington Opera House. We ate a full English Breakfast and people watched.
*Sunday night ended with Subway and Total Recall at the Drive-in.
Today I'd like to be resting up from our weekend, but, instead I was up with the sun and getting ready for work. The week has started, but I cannot wait for NEXT weekend and what memories we make then.