I'm sure the perfect way to end the weekend would be a glass of wine followed by a soak in the hot tub.
Here's how I spent my evening. I rushed out of the house, shouting "I'm going out!" as the door slammed shut. (Little Guy was crying about something and I just couldn't face the back and forthing from the lounge to his room a dozen times before he settled). I left Mr. Mee a Bee in charge.
I rode my bike to the bookstore and flicked through every single craft and sewing book they had before settling on this magazine about kids' fashion. I biked to McDonalds where I had a coke and a Cinnamon Melt and looked at my magazine. In peace. By myself. In an unhurried way. Until I had to come home to watch American Idol.