I have watched all three of the Toy Story movies this weekend. My boy is addicted. He is, however, scared of the bad monkey in Toy Story 3. He hid behind me whenever it was on the screen. It was pretty cute.
The boyfriend came over last night. He made dinner and then we watched Game of Thrones. We finished season 4 this morning. (Over breakfast the bf made. He’s seriously a keeper). I forgot just how awesome season 4 is. Tyrion’s trial. Prince Oberyn. So much win. I can’t wait for season 5.
I bought new bedding today. Sheets, comforter, pillows. The works. I love it. It’s so comfy.
I’ll be watching The Walking Dead tonight after the kiddo goes to bed. The premiere was so amazing. I can’t wait to see what happens next. I have been mostly disappointed with American Horror Story Freak Show. I think I’m going to bail. I don’t spend too much time on television, and the time I do spend has to be on shit that’s actually good. I can’t handle the characters randomly breaking into song. That’s lame as fuck.
I’m almost finished with Not That Kind Of Girl and I’m sad because I have really enjoyed it. I’m not ready for it to end.
My law partner wants to try a new schedule where we always have three day weekends. I’m always off on Mondays and he’s always off on Fridays, assuming there are no court conflicts. This is our first week trying it. So I’m trying to figure out what to do tomorrow. I definitely need to run. I may also get my nails done or maybe walk around MO Botanical. The possibilities are endless. I will be making a big attempt at not feeling guilty about taking the day for myself. I have a real problem with that. I feel like I should always be doing something productive and if I’m not then I suck.
This has been another awesome weekend, and I expect it will be a good week as well, BUT I can’t freaking wait until next weekend.