Weekending

I have mostly spent the weekend sitting on my bed drinking tea and reading a book about rivers. Which seems like the perfect way to spend a soggy January weekend when you have a cold. I did print out a sewing pattern but decided I couldn't summon up the energy to stick the pieces together, let alone to actually consider doing anything with it. Plus, I was enjoying reading about rivers.

I did venture out yesterday to meet my swimming friends for coffee, as none of us is feeling up to swimming right now. We went to the cafe in Florence Park, which I'm told is very good, although at 3:45 on a Saturday they had a very limited range of cake and only enough chai left for one person when two of us would have liked it. On the other hand, the barista greeted us by saying that she didn't usually get three people at once with such excellent hair and telling us we looked like we should be in a punk band, which clearly we were all delighted by.