Nothing.

It started on Friday, with a game of Scrabble at the local tea place (and a word I knew didn't exist but I let slide, and so I lost my first game).

And then there were some pretty bad movies, and lots of naps and sleeping in till 11:30. Throw in some internet, crossword puzzles, lots of rain, too many bowls of cereal, peanut butter and a meatball sub (homemade), and then more naps, a pilates on DVD, a very short walk to see the door of a townhouse for sale and a quick trip to the library for even more movies. Then toss in some walking to and from Dominic's place, lots o' cooking and trying to stay up to see that Mad Men won the Emmy's!

And that's what you call a weekend.

What did you do this weekend?

I:

-went to some secret comedy show in Ballard with the boyfriend. Laughed a lot. Enjoyed the fact that the 10 kind of celebrity comics each only had 5 minutes of joke telling time. Perfect for the antsy people like myself.

-made blackberry bucket. It tastes like one big muffin.

-napped. A lot. Almost the entire day.

-picked even more blackberries at Discovery Park. Then saw the biggest salmon ever jumping all over the place at the Ballard Locks.

-went to Target, lost the boyfriend and bought a sweater. This might be the first time I actually bought clothes that can be seen on the outside from this world wide chain. And I don't know how I feel about that.

-decided I needed to rent a really bad movie, just to see if bad movies can actually be good. So we rented 27 Dresses and I'm convinced that romantic comedies today are totally worthless. This movie was mind-numbing.

-ran, worked out, walked around, found more blackberries.

-hiked with Cristina, her mom and Dominic. I picked this particular hike because it was next to my favorite cherry pie place, where it just so happens Twin Peaks was filmed. Later, we find out a 14 year old fell 100 feet at the same trail we hiked on. This keeps happening for some reason around here. Weird.

-rented Californication. I can't decide if I like it or not. It's good. Not great. I'm not dying to rent the second disk or anything. Maybe it's because the main character talks like the Big Lebowski and it semi bothers me.

-took another nap, walked to another park, got ready for bed, fell asleep to some crime mystery thing about a rapist in Spokane. Quickly turned off the tube and thought of unicorns skipping through yarn instead. Fell asleep within minutes.

I ran. I swam. I hunted. I danced!

Let me explain last weekend to you.

On Friday after passing out in the middle of Into the Wild (good movie – read/rent it), I woke up early Saturday morning because I can’t seem to wake up late any more. Dominic got into a little hissy fit about running around Green Lake, but now that I made him it’s become his new thing.

One of those I told you so moments should get inserted somewhere.

I kinda amazed myself with the running. I couldn’t go Dominic’s pace so after one lap around, I told him I had to go once more. And I timed myself. I ran 2.8 miles in 22 minutes and some change. That’s like 7.something minutes. Now I’m no expert, but I know for shit sure that that’s a big improvement on where I was like 5 years ago when I was smoking a pack a day.

I also got brand new sneakers at the best sneaker store ever. So maybe that contributed to my brand new speed.

Afterwards, we got some of that egg coloring stuff (forgive me I’m Jewish – I don’t know what that pink box with Easter bunnies are called) and colored the shit out of some hard boiled eggs.

And after that, we went to Honk Fest West.

What is this you ask? Only the most fun festival in Ballard and Georgetown ever! Think marching bands meets hobo recycling trash cans meets lots of people dancing around in the streets and neighboring bars. It was too much fun. I was actually kinda tired and not at all drunk, and I still had the greatest time dancing around. I want them to follow me around all day, every day, for the rest of my life.

The next morning, I swam 100 laps and decided I could totally do a triathlon. But then I realized I don’t ever want to do something like that, and took a shower instead.

Finally, I ate some cereal and found an egg inside. Then I looked in my jacket and found another egg. Then I couldn’t find any more eggs and started cleaning Dominic’s apartment.

I think he's gonna start hiding eggs more often.