trish ca-lives.

Last week was stressful. So very very stressful. Work was a nightmare. Until late Thursday, I was certain that I'd be working all day Saturday and a half day on Sunday. But then on Thursday they cancelled my project and my weekend opened up and I decided to take advantage of it!

We had our annual company banquet Friday night. Not interesting stuff, I can tell you that.

Saturday Rae and I went to Innis Woods! I haven't been to Innis Woods in ages. Beyond that, the last few times I went it was just to get some time with a girl away from prying parental eyes. We actually made it out of the car on Saturday, at which point I'd seen more than any previous trips there. We started walking around, took the long path around the very edge of the park and then made it over to the Sister's Garden - which was a delight for our fanciful minds. We played Saturday morning. We invented worlds, countries at odds, and fairy tale peoples. We wrote a children's novel out loud on our "diplomatic envoy" of the afternoon. It was great fun. We have to go back when things are alive.

Saturday evening we saw Slumdog Millionaire. What fun! The vibrant colors and the energetic music combined for a great time. The story was sad at points, but in the end everything played out well and "justice" and "retribution" were had. And the hero gets the girl, which is ever important.

Sunday we slept in and went to Three Creeks Park - what a weekend for being outdoors! All the activity was relaxing, being outside was centering, and the cold - well, was bearable. We had a good three mile walk on Sunday, nearing a jog at points. We're trying to make sure we'll be able to handle the hike this weekend. The week before is the perfect time to start "training", right? Haha!

And I finished finishing my spinning wheel - about time, right? I'm not terribly pleased with it, but it's just going to have to do. I'll work on it again once the weather outside is tolerable. Until then, I want to be able to use the thing! And I'm going to, but not tonight. Stupid work class, taking up my precious free time. Tomorrow, though.