Saturday:
Groceries. Groceries. Even more groceries.
Laundry. Laundry. Even more laundry.
Pot of chicken soup on the stove. (Shh. A little pad or two of butter in there makes things MUCH better.)
Dinner in the DT-MPLS with our friends.
Do we know how to live the glam life or what?

Sunday:
Clocks went back an hour. It feels like 9:30, but it's 8:30. The sun will set at about 2:30. Maybe a little later.
I got up early to make some bread.
Going to eat and watch the football game with some friends (hence, the bread).
Maybe I'll get that laundry put away. That's a good, achievable goal.
Weekends. They're the best!