On Saturday we didn't do much - well, Cory did, but I didn't. He redesigned part of his work website, and I got in a flame war in crochet because I was bored. I also finished crocheting a shrug, and then decided I didn't like it after all. I knew that was going to happen. And we went to McMenamins for lunch and I had a really good reuben sandwich. Yum.
Sunday Cory had to study for his final, so I left him alone. I went to Rickreall to visit my friend Erin, who I hadn't seen for I think two years. She's teaching in Woodburn now, and was visiting her grandparents at their farm near Dallas, so it wasn't such a long drive for me, which was nice. Her grandparents' cat is Trout's mom, so I took some pictures of Trout that morning so they could see how she looks now. Erin and her grandparents and I went out to Mexican food, and had a good chat. When we got back, we looked at the fabric scraps Erin's in the process of piecing together to make a double wedding ring quilt.
Next I drove up to West Salem and had cake and ice cream for my uncle Garth's birthday. He's going to Australia in a couple of days, so we had his party a little early. It was nice to see my family. I went to my aunt Stacy's house with her, and we had huge salads for dinner and watched CSI and drank wine.
And then last night I woke up twice because Cory was lying there awake. Finally at 5 I asked him what was wrong, and he said he was worried about his final. Poor thing. He's got the best grade in the class, but he's still worried about it. He ended up just getting up at 5:30 and going to Starbucks to study a little more. He's not back yet, which worried me until I remembered that it wasn't supposed to start until 10.
So here we are on Monday. Tomorrow I have an interview, which will be good. And today I must look for more jobs just in case.