My significant other turned 60 on Saturday! Celebrations started on Friday and kept up until Sunday evening. All that eating and drinking has left me quite tuckered out. Food again? No thanks, I think I'll pass for a while.
In between celebrations I managed a late start in the Ravelympics. I did some catching up last night and my Rogue has reached the top of the kangaroo pocket.
To crown the celebratory weekend we woke up to this on Sunday morning: