There's a large gap in holidays causing three-day-weekends between January and May. Otherwise, all year long, there's about one a month. Well, friends, we're approaching the end of our fast again this year. I had trouble getting out of bed this morning (the poor Dear Boy has a head cold and snored all night, bless his heart), and so have found Memorial Day as my wee beacon today.

Also, at the end of five days, LOS ANGELES! Our weather is shit so I'm excited for some sunshine. It was actually quite beautiful here yesterday and I need more, more, more! Plane trips are pretty exciting too. So much so, I had a very long and involved dream about flying in a tiny two-person aircraft last night.