Friday the 13th - Opposite Day?

This weekend was not at all what I expected it to be. I had meant to spend my fall break buried in the library working on my thesis, and taking some extra shifts at BAM. Well the library was only open limited hours so I guess it was for the best (what actually happened that is).

Thursday Levi called and let me know that he had decided to take a weekend sojourn from the hustle and bustle of D.C. This was awesome because Kat had a meeting in Harrisonburg Friday night and was coming into the sticks for dinner. So Friday the 13th, synonymous with bad luck, black cats, broken mirrors, and ladders - was quite nice. Over a very nice dinner at the Pullman we got to shoot the breeze and discuss the finer details of eachother's futures. Then Kat headed back to her husband and Levi and I went back to tully-ville to pass out from a very large meal. I got to spend the weekend looking over the invitations, nutting out migration (oh what a headache) , laughing and getting the best sleep that I have in weeks (not counting the nights I nearly OD'd on benadryl).

I also have a oh too cute picture of Levi cuddling a stuffed lion in his sleep, but he took the camera back with him so it may take me a while to coax it off him ... so I can post it on the internet :-D.

As for my thesis, it is a no worries situation. I have a good amount of structuring, organization, and research already done - its just a matter of writing the bloody thing.