This weekend was low-key. On Friday night, I stayed in & finished my library book, Inferno by Dan Brown. I don't even remember requesting this book, but apparently I did. At first, I thought, I'm not going to read this, why did I even request this, but then I started reading it & got sucked in. It's not amazing, but if you're into Dan Brown, you won't be disappointed.
On Saturday, I had good intentions of getting up & going to yoga, but then someone emailed me a 50% off Old Navy coupon, so I went shopping instead. Namaste. I recently cleaned out my closets & officially own basically nothing anymore. None of my clothes fit. Over the past few years, I've tried to cut back on how much I buy at Target & Old Navy because the quality is SO BAD, but I need stuff that fits now & that I won't mind getting rid of later if I get smaller. So I applied my 50% off coupon towards a pair of skinny army pants & a graphic tee to wear with my Madewell pleated skirt & leather jacket, a la this.
Back at home, where I can't buy anything, I unpacked the Halloween box John got out of the attic for me & commenced Halloween-ing up the place. I still need to Halloween up the front porch, but this weekend's weather wasn't conducive to gardening, so the mums & pumpkins will come later.
In every marriage, there are instances where you don't see eye to eye. Our top two are vegetarian meals & holiday decor. John doesn't understand why either exist. Having spent the day covering every surface in our house with pumpkins & skulls, I was operating at a surplus in the marital ledger of power. John decided to balance things out by taking us to see a movie about space. In 3D, which I can't see. I don't do Opry Mills on a Saturday night, so we went to our favorite secret Bellevue theater & saw Gravity in "real D", whatever that means. The movie was fun-ish; balance was restored; the Baldwins live to fight another
P.S. If you've seen Gravity, you have to read Neil deGrasee Tyson's #Gravity tweets.
My morning run got rained out yesterday, so I caught up on the important business of magazine reading & DVR watching. Then I made two soups - one for us & one for my friend Katie who just had a baby. After delivering the soup & running some errands, we settled in at home with bowls of chili & Derek on Netflix. We started watching it last weekend & finished it last night. I cried at the end of the series, which kind of surprised me. That damn Coldplay song got me. Anyway, it's a really good show & with only seven 24-minute episodes, it's not a huge time commitment. I recommend it.