The weekend as it should be.

Left: I LOVE wrapping presents. Like super duper love.**  Think about it. It’s giving gifts. LOVE. It’s paper. LOVE. It can be creative. LOVE. It makes sense that I love it. As I finished wrapping this past weekend, I lamented that I didn’t have any more to wrap. (I also super duper love that wrapping paper I found at Joann’s. I-bought-three-rolls love it.)

Middle left: I played bingo on Thursday night for a cancer group fundraiser in Blooming Prairie.

Middle right: Weekend lounging.  Like you do.

Right: I had some work done on my car on Friday morning and so I took this cross-stitch – which I started over a year ago! – with me. I proceeded to come home from the shop and sit on my butt for hours and finish it. (While watching all Hulu had to offer of The Librarians – a totally predictable show about magic and special librarians and with just the right amount of corny that I watched them all.)

** Perhaps part of this comes from when I was younger and tried my darnedest – absolute darnedest – to get out of stripping tobacco. If my hands could be spared in the strip house, I’d be offered to my mother as gift-wrapper.  Loved it.