This is one of those weekends that could go either way.

There are a million things going on.

Today: Guy Fawkes Day, a wedding, potential family stuff

Tomorrow: crepe party in the morning at my parents' house, Festival of Lights, other party

Sunday: Break the fast, various activities

Add to this list the unexpected plans, the whims, and my desire to go out to eat too many times.

Then there are the other two possibilities:

first,

I will just lock myself in my room where I will knit, read Bradbury, and snuggle in my bed (avoiding all contact with the outside world and loving it).

and the second,

I will end up on someone's couch watching a movie (also not such a bad option).