Weekends should be a day longer. Especially if you have PMS. On Sunday I basically pigged out on ice cream, Ruffles and M&M's (the only time of the month I indulge my sweet tooth, if any) while falling into a state of catatonia watching crappy shows on TV. I can't believe I stayed awake till the credits rolled on "Because I Said So." I must have been that bored. Watching Mandy Moore act is as interesting as sitting with a group of old women doing needlework. Anyone remember her super-extended dying scene in "A Walk to Remember?" Raise your hands all of you who silently wished a lunatic let loose had blown the brains out of Moore's character on her deathbed. As for Diane Keaton, how many times do you think would she reprise the same role before she keels over and gets sick of her predictability? For those who went and paid to see to this movie, I feel sorry for you.
On Saturday, I brought the kids (Re'Sean and his friend DJ) to ESPNZone in DC for some fun. We (read: husband and I) were supposed to go to Dave & Buster's in Maryland along with the boys but he couldn't escape from work soon enough. After blowing off about $40 on video games, we finally decided to sit down and eat. But not before an excruciatingly long 1.5-hour wait, which forced all three of us to entertain ourselves with the game "I Spy."
As usual, I forgot to bring my camera. (I ended up taking a very, very short and grainy video using my phone.) Weatherwise, Saturday was not too bad. It was a little windy, but comfortable enough for short walks. Today, Tuesday, was a different matter. Temperature in the high 60s! Spring has finally arrived! I actually walked to the Metro station from work without a jacket on. There was general relief on the faces of the commuting public, as if we've been snowed out the whole winter. Which wasn't the case, but barring unshaved armpits by women in tank tops and exposed dirty nails of feet on flip-flops, who doesn't like warmer weather?