It was great, Squeak!
I slept in until 8, and was just starting to go down the attic stairs when I heard the clinking of dishes. I ran back into bed, and my little DS came into the room bearing a HUGE tray with a glass of water on it and two slices of flax toast. It was the sweetest thing I've ever seen. I don't know how he made it up two flights of stairs without dropping the tray.
Then we went to my sister's for breakfast. She'd made a wonderful meal for us (and my parents and her MIL), and we had a great time.
Then DH took the kids out for a few hours, and I had a delightful time to myself.
I'm just going out the door to my psychi and then the gym. I've never been so fat in my freakin' life.
Any exercise lately, Squeak, or are you holding off until you see The Boy.
