How to recuperate from a crazy week at work?

Spend Friday night (and parts of Saturday) celebrating your friends' wedding. I have been all over Brooklyn this weekend; staying out late, getting up early (ish, for a Saturday), eating lots of great food, smiling so much my cheeks hurt, and having a generally awesome time. Instead of making me more exhausted, it actually just knocked the stress of Hell Week clear out of my head, which was probably the best way to get over it. Also, there was plenty of time for napping today (see below).


How awesome is the homemade blueberry jam I got at above-mentioned wedding?

So awesome it is now my profile pic on Facebook. Not kidding.

Did I already know my cousin was pregnant?

I'm not sure. Neither my parents or I can remember if they told me before today. Of course they can't remember if they knew before my grandmother called to tell them my cousin gave birth this week. This ranks right up there with the time I came home for a weekend in college and they informed me that my uncle was getting married the next day. Communication is not my family's strong suit.

How many naps did I take today?

Two and a half. And they all went much better than yesterday, when I dozed off in front of the baseball game only to awake to Tim McCarver singing. I was really hoping I was still asleep, but all I got from pinching myself was a sore forearm.

Do I like Ben and Jerry's new Cinnamon Bun ice cream?

Yes. Yes, I do.