Completely pointless

“Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless.”
―Bill Watterson

While this past weekend was jam packed with events, it was in many respects completely pointless.

I had taken off from work on Friday. In the morning, we went to Oberlin to visit the Allen Memorial Art Museum. After we left there, we drove to Lodi to get Dave dress pants for school (start with the hubby getting ready for school). On Friday evening, we went to a picnic at his principal's home in Solon. Basically, we put about 180 miles in on Friday.

On Saturday, Zachariah's baseball team was supposed to have their last game (because of rain-outs, they are still playing this week). Since Dave is the coach, we scheduled a picnic at our house for right after the game.

Sunday, we (Sarah, Kyle (and the girls), Lindsey, Andrew (her first beau), Zachariah and I went to the Cuyahoga County Irish Festival. We had a blast. Afterwards (we got home around 5:00), the kids all went swimming and then we had hotdogs for dinner.

It was, basically, a very busy and pointless weekend . . . but great fun.