I’m a bookworm. I’m also a sucker for sudoku and spider solitaire. I think my husband is the cutest thing to be put on this earth. And I eat Nutella with a spoon.

That about covers it.

My weekend, though it had its parts, was for the majority relaxing. I went to the gym a few times, cleaned the bathrooms (Gosh, the worst part of my weekend by far! Hate those dang bathrooms.), had a photography shoot, and otherwise sat around intensely playing sudoku and shouting every time I got a new high score. I am currently at 82,542 points. I advanced all the way through the expert level so there’s no higher place to go so I’m just trying to beat my own scores. It’s kind of exhilarating. At one point, Kevin said, “You sound like you’re out of breath.” I said, “Well, it’s kind of intense over here.”

(I do have to point out at this time that all this sudoku-ing has really proven to work to my advantage as Kevin and I had a disagreement last night about whether or not penguins have feathers. My sudokued brain won hands down after the disagreement was taken to Google for settlement.)

To take a break from my intense games, I alternate to my book. Then I jazz things up with some coffee and Nutella and then start the routine all over again. Why, you ask, am I writing about this on Sunday night? Duh, because I’ve been too busy all weekend relaxing.