I love weekends.

Weekends bring together many things I love so much.

Relaxing. Movies. Cooking. Family. Friends. Sleep.

Weekends are essentially the best things ever.

Whoever came up with them should have statues in their honor. Or something of that sort.

Anyway, this weekend has been beyond spectacular.

I've watched a movie everyday, of all different sorts.

I watched a silly rom com with my dad of all people.

Scott Pilgrim with my friends. Which is now on my list of "totally awesome movies"

And a scary thriller this morning with my mommy.

Pretty much reflections were coming out of mirrors and killing the real people.

I was afraid of my shower. 

The one thing which made me feel better was this breakfast.

Ooey. Gooey. Yummy.

Yes. That is a cinnamon dessert pizza from Papa Murphy's.

Yes. We ate it for breakfast.

And yes. It made us say yum-o. Rachel Ray style.

Along with my movies and breakfast today, my mom and I created dinner together last night.

Which was impressive in itself, because we were both in the kitchen. Together. And no one got angry or hurt.

We actually made a delicious dish.

Yet another Pampered Chef creation.

Seafood Pasta Salad.

Yum-o?

I would have posted about it last night, instead of combining this little dish with my scary movie escapade.

But instead, I fell asleep.

And sleep is so sweet. I cannot deny its allure.

Thank you, Mother.

How could I resist its call?

How could my mother resist snapping a picture and sticking it on Facebook?

Naturally, neither of us had the willpower to do that.