Good morning!

OK--I've just got to say it. I'm a planner. I like to know what's going on, when, where, all the details. It stems from my parents being non-planners. Yes, I'm blaming this quirk on my parents, and they are fine with it! S. was going to go see his parents tomorrow (happy mom's day and all that) so we had plans for today, but then they thought maybe they should come here and blah blah blah. Long story short, I have no idea what is going on tonight. Arrrrgh!

And apparently he doesn't think my MO would work: if you can't make a plan of some sort within 24 hours, I will make plans that may or may not include you. Deal with it.

Other than that, it's all good. I've got the weekend off and the sun may even shine! I'm going to get my bike from my old place, hitting the farmer's market(done), picking up my other pair of birks (done), having a nap (on my way now), doing laundry (done) and hopefully meeting up with the girls for a coffee and a catch up (done).

My battle with the scale appears to be going better. It's finally realizing that the number on Thursday was bad and that it should not ever display such a number again. I will beat it into submission!

Happy weekend!