I never really understood that term until I started working full-time.
I almost never get anything important done on the weekends, but they are still the most enjoyable days of the week.
Today, Oliver and I slept until noon, rolled out of bed, watched some TV, took a bath, and then waited for Daddy to get home so we could go out to eat Mexican and go grocery shopping at Walmart.
We really eat entirely too much Mexican food.
Fernando works at a company which contracts workers for casinos in the area. They recently got a new account with another local casino, so he has been working more than usual. Sadly, that doesn't mean more money. But it does mean I can sleep in until noon.
We're slowly trying to move all of our things to the new apartment. Except for about half of it that Fernando wants me to get rid of. It's a daunting task, though, and looking at all the mess that needs to be cleaned up and/or boxed is just too discouraging. So here I am, typing away about the things I need to do, instead of actually doing them.
Oh! And here's a cute picture of Oliver:
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