Sometimes I feel more tired after the weekend than I was before it started.

On Saturday, Sarah and I went to the sandcastle competition in Galveston. (Sarah posted pictures here - and some pictures of the dog's Jeep ride, which they adored.) We took both dogs with us in my beach-mobile (the Jeep). I was only going to take one, because that's all I can handle alone, but Sarah decided it would be unfair to the dog left behind, and so she agreed to take care of the other one (this knocked me off my feet, because Sarah usually prefers her dogs in small doses). The castles were incredibly impressive architectural feets! There were several sand-renditions of the new Houston light rail trains hitting cars making illegal left turns -- a local punchline because it seems to happen on a weekly basis. There were a number of Alamo's (or, with ice cream on top - ALaModes). One of my favorites was the missions of San Antonio. Oh, an "One Giant Jeep for Moonkind" made me laugh.

We headed home when the dark storm clouds descended on the beach. I took a quick shower and headed to Harry Potter - two thumbs up. However, I think I would've liked it better if it included some of the "mythology." A lot of the details that make the books so special were left out, in exchange for making things move fast and have continuous plot development. Though it was only 20 minutes shorter than the previous movie, it was based on a book about two-times as long. On one hand, I understand why the director did it. On the other hand, I wonder if someone who hadn't read the books would think "why is this so special?" while watching the movie, they may even be confused. But it was a good new installment. Yeh Harry Potter!

After the movie, we had a late dinner (actually my second night in a row to eat out at Chili's -- on Friday night I sent Nick out in a hail storm to get Chili's because he said "I think it would be fun!") I really needed a meal, since lunch at the beach was a diet coke, dorito's, and cookies.

Sunday I slept in a little. Then I tried to fight back the chaos of the house. K is moving, and her stuff is now filling up about 4 rooms (the good news is, every time she packs stuff, things get significantly less cluttered). I was trying to keep myself in a calm mindset (G keeps reminded me that I am creating bad kharma about this whole thing). I know everything that was frustrating me was the standard moving chaos. But I try to clean and organize on Sundays, and that just wasn't possible. Its amazing how much extra cabinet space I'm going to have now - I guess I didn't realize how little space I was actually using and how much more I really needed. I was more obsessive about my Sunday cleaning than usual, too, because I am going to Austin next weekend, and then the following Wednesday Tiffany is moving in and Irwin is coming into town, so there's not going to be much time between now and then for me to get the house in order.

Anyway, I couldn't take the chaos anymore so I went and picked up my very colorful new dishes (yeh! thanks Mom and Aunt Diane!). Then I went furniture shopping (I just can't figure out how to afford a new bedroom set right now). Then I went to Linens and Things where I got a cute basket, but was paralyzed with indecision on whether I wanted to buy a toaster or a toaster oven (I got neither because I decided they were all over priced and I should go look at Walmart).

But now there will be more time, because Ronald Reagan has just become my favorite president ever! Oh, I remember those conservative appointments, and idiotic economic policies, etc. But, my other "favorite" President has declared Friday a day of mourning and is shutting down the government by Executive Order giving me the day off. (its not official through my management yet, but I'm hoping...) Yeh!