The long weekend

Weekend summary. Via bullets.

• Volleyball. Volleyball. Volleyball. Cause nothing says long weekend like being at the gym for a tournament at 6:45 am on a Saturday morning.

• College football kicked off with a bang. I feel like the earth started spinning again. Pure bliss, people, pure bliss.

• Our 18-year old washing machine bit the dust. It's never good when you get a text from the Captain that says, "Started a load of laundry and then smelled smoke." So Saturday, between pool play and bracket play, the Captain ran out, bought a new washer, hauled the old one to the washer place, loaded up the new one, hooked it up and turned it on. Yes, he's awesome like that. And so is my new washer.

• Friday night we went to a football game and sweated our patooties off. Monday night we went to a football game and wore a hoodie. See also: Schizophrenic Memphis weather.

• Yesterday, the Captain was most obsessed with western movies and a book. I just wanted to watch the final round of the golf tournament and talk about the ridiculous things known as long putters, golfers who wear white pants, and how hilarious I think it is that golfers ask advice from their caddies. I mean, really, they are carrying the clubs. What do they know?

• Cooper spent the entire weekend playing with his legos and wrestling figures. And making wrestling things out of legos. And saying, "Hey Mom, watch this" over and over and over.

• So today is a Tuesday that feels like a Monday. But the high temp starts with a SEVEN. And that just feels nice. Whatever day it is.