Howdy! So How’s Your Weekend?

I’m sitting here listening to murder in the backyard. I figure if the cats in The Cat Palace, confined during the day to the backyard, can still manage to catch a bird, it’s none of my business. Apparently one of them caught a young grackle this morning, and The Grackle Community is having a fit. It’s been going on for hours. The racket! Jesus.
So since nothing momentous has happened this weekend, I thought I’d just list some stuff and hope y’all will tell me tales of your own weekends.
1. On Friday evening we sat out on the porch and had a bottle of Summer Rain and cheese and crackers and olives and stuff. Since the wine was only 8% by volume, it wasn’t as decadent as it sounds. A really nice sipping wine, indeed.
2. Then we went to a dance at St. Stephen’s, the Catholic church where they have regular dances. We thought we’d stay a couple of hours but stayed the whole evening, until 11:30, visiting with friends and having more wine and dancing a lot. A lot.
3. Which meant that, at midnight, we’re eating chips and queso and watching Numb3rs, the series about math, which The EGE discovered when he had to show it to math classes at school. They liked it, he liked it, I got the whole series. We’ve been interspersing it with more Noam Chomsky.
4. Yesterday we walked to the Farmer’s Market and bought a loaf of bread and half a dozen tiny heirloom tomatoes at 50 cents each. We’ll eat those for dinner tonight.
5. Then last night we went to a wine tasting from the UU Auction. The Unitarian church has an auction every February, and you can bid (usually a fixed price) on things like dinners and cooking classes and wine tastings. The one last night was our first—we were out of town for the one we bought last year—and it was fabulous fun, with a big group of people, 5 diverse wines, lots of snack food, and scorecards, which I love. I got to hang out with one of my favorite people, the guy I’ve mentioned before:  he cooks, and he loves food, and he lights up when he talks about either. So he was fun to sit by while we were all discussing wine and food. He could actually detect aromas of raspberry and oak and stuff.  Me? It smells like wine. I’m trying to get better—at one time, I said I could smell pine. Turns out I don’t know my wood odors very well:  all wood apparently smells like pine to me.
6. Today I’m messing with some fabric, spraying it with spray dye and leaving it wadded up in the sun to see what happens. I’m also reading the blog of the artist I interview this week—it’s fun to have someone who does a blog, and I can go back and start at the beginning and read through it. This one may take longer than I anticipated, but it’s terrific—she writes about her experiments with various techniques, and since she uses fabric in her work, I’m getting all kinds of ideas.
7. Working here and there on other things—stuff on the computer for the next project, stuff for a new stitching project—I find myself in one of my least favorite positions:  I finished one piece without having another one ready to stitch. This means that I’m forced to pick up random pieces of stitching, which is never as satisfying as having a really complex piece to work on. It also forces me to get out the ironing board and the spray dye and the paint and do all the stuff to get the next piece ready to go.
Now I’m off to the front porch, where I can’t hear the grackles yelling. The cats need to just go ahead and dispatch the injured bird, but I can’t force them to do that, and I can’t stand listening.
So what have y’all been up to this weekend? Exciting stuff? Projects? Or just relaxing? And, if the latter, how does that go, exactly?  Tell me about it--