I ... good lord, I don't have any plans for this weekend! Other than writing and working on organizing the newly-cleaned storage room. Maybe I'll sew a skirt.

Saturday we have movies with friends and Sunday, Brother-in-Law comes for a visit! We are meeting SiL at Roscoe's for a chicken-and-waffle feast while we plan the celebration for Parents-In-Law 50th anniversary in a couple of months. Right now, the plan is a big family dinner, plus giving them a luxury cruise to Alaska so Dad in Law can visit the one state he has never been to.

I think I might try making orange marmalade this weekend, because I've got 12 oranges that I need to do something with soon.

I'm volunteering tomorrow afternoon (putting up shelves in a new warehouse for an org that redistributes office supplies, I think), going out for Ethiopian tomorrow night, and otherwise getting a mani-pedi, going to the library, and possibly shopping for a sweater to go over some dresses. Tonight I am making a dent in the DVR...

Reading articles for next Thursday's class, cleaning tomorrow and maybe going to the farmer's market (if it's open), and seeing my dad on Sunday--he's bringing his pictures from his recent Southwest trip (he spent three weeks driving around UT, AZ, NM, CO, NV, and CA, hitting as many national parks as he could).

Oh yeah, the boring stuff for this weekend is cleaning, laundry, dying my roots.

Whoa. Freaky thunder. My apartment shook. (Seven years living here, and I still think "terrorists" rather than "thunder" when that happens.)

Tonight, a wedding reception party thing (first gay wedding!), tomorrow is the Cystic Fibrosis walk (BFF's son has CF), tomorrow night is the "Around the World" party at my condo complex (lotta countries, lotta drinks). Sunday is nothing! I did have the invited dress rehearsal of the new show, but it got cancelled. Which is never a good sign.

Hey, Biggest Loser fans: Here's a whole bunch of "where are they now"s: [link]

So, did I say anniversary weekend has been full of drama?

On our way to Austin from Dallas we stopped at Carl's Corner where there was almost an issue with Oz and some big dog NOT ON A LEASH!!!

Then we get back on the road and haven't gotten much more than a mile when we see am medium sized scruffy thing IN THE MIDDLE OF THE INTERSTATE. So I have a heart attack. We pull over. Jon somehow manages to a) coax it down from the concrete wall which is a good10 foot drop abd b) get Oz's leash on him. He smells like dead fish, so we go to the Wal-mart (the office where his rabies tag came from was closed) and they were going to have us take him to the pound, which we wouldn't do.

Instead Jon bought some shampoo, anti anxiety tabs and a rawhide and the garden department let us use their hose (shout out to Hillsboro Wal-mart garden dept!) to get him washed up.

Now we seem to have a new travelling companion at least until we can try to find his owners on Monday.

If he stays with us, his name? Lucky 13.