I had a glorious weekend. So much time to READ. Tempting as it was, though, I didn’t read ALL weekend. I did some stuff for others – I spent a couple of hours on Saturday trying on bridesmaid dresses and taking pictures of them (or notes where pictures weren’t allowed) for Emily (no, you may not see those pictures), and I helped John test out his new recording toy. (I may have enjoyed doing both of those things, but that doesn’t change the fact that I did them primarily to help John and Emily.) On Saturday afternoon, John and I went for a run together, something we haven’t done in a while. I think I enjoy it more than he does. (I’ve heard I sometimes talk too much. I don’t know who starts these rumors.) But Sunday? Yeah, I spent hours and hours reading. It was heavenly.