Weekly Wrap Up #7

So what have I learned this past week?

• Single parenting is incredibly hard, but I'm not alone. 
•  I feel all kinds of gushy and mushy towards Boyfriend, but I'll spare the details so that you don't ralph into your garbage can. That's no way to start a long weekend!
• Having someone else read you pages of the 50 Shades trilogy, all the while stopping to question the logic/terrible sentence structure/word choices (favourites being "HOW COULD SHE HEAR HIM MURMUR OVER THE HELICOPTER???" and "Anastasia Steele is a name for a Russian pro wrestler slash prostitute" ) is a million times more entertaining than reading it yourself.
• My book club is slowly turning into "drinking wine and talking about our children" club...so basically  it's every day of my life but with new people.   
• Standing up for yourself does not make you a bitch, as long as you do it nicely. And firmly. 
• Having the flu one week and a wicked cold the next is unpleasant, uncomfortable, gross, and very frustrating. Can I have one week where I'm not yucky, please?
•  Knowing that I will end my week with great times and great friends is exciting--but it also makes the week move at the speed of a two-toed sloth. {Did you squee over that link? Because I sure did, for about ten minutes!}

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Although I'm a big fan of my own work, I also enjoy what other people write. What were my favourite reads this week?

1. The name of the sections of College Crush slay me: relationshit, crazy train. Perfect. Also: this, and I will vouch for the source. I lived it, and am currently living it--although "it just feels right" is sometimes the best that one can come up with.
2. I am addicted to this site. 
3. I cannot believe that I had never heard of The Geeky Hostess before!
4. For some reason, I am obsessed with laundry rooms. 
5. Joelle's 'Thus Is The Life Of A Blogger' is the truth. 
6. Best. Ever. 
7. Kendra tells it like it is. Kendra's recipe also makes amazing sweet tea. 

Where is your favourite place to long-weekend drink? You can find me on the dock {with safety supervisors, of course!}.