After a three day weekend.

My weekend consisted of:
Sleeping
Eating
Watching TV
Wasting time in various other ways that I am not sure I could even recount
Taking the dogs for walks (One of the few productive things I did)
Cooking (although my stew smelled like chili =[)
Going to the temple (another great productive thing- we are at 2/7)
A little bit of homework (And I mean little...like, I got the necessities done, then thought about getting ahead...and stopped there.)
Went to church
Went to IF, shopped, got Joe new shoes, me a new dress, and measuring spoons, and a new shower head. (It was supposed to be part of my bday gift, but I am pretty sure Joe is in love with it).
Test drove a subarru (Not spelled right I know it...)
Thought about the future
Found our dream house IF we go to NY for grad school  (I really want the house.)
Spent the rest of the weekend dreaming about my dream house
Cleaning, although always the next day it looked like I had done nothing....
Looking at flights to go home...
talking to relatives: parents, mom-in-law, grandma...
Facebook...
Watching Psych with Joe

Basically, it was one of those weekends that I woke up Monday morning and I was just like, "What the heck did I do all weekend?"
Ya. Those are not nearly as good as the ones when you feel SO great by Monday.

But happy note:
I get to visit wonderful, sunny, warm California if April!

Cranky face:
The school switched testing days, so all my suffering of have class EVERY day at 8 or 7:45 am, is wasted, since I have to stay till Friday. =/
NOT happy.