Thursday, November 26, 2020

Breathe in All the Things That Make You Grateful

In place of a High Five for Friday post tomorrow, I'm posting my annual November Gratitude Journal today. Happy Thanksgiving, friends.

stand here.
and breath in
all the things
that make you grateful
for this life.

~ Ahmad Sanusi Husain

November 1
I'm grateful for the shift back to Regular/Standard Time. I prefer "falling back" and gaining an hour of sleep over "springing forward" and losing an hour of sleep, but I also prefer our four months of this Time (Regular/Standard over Daylight Saving). I feel SO much better waking up to the sunrise and the beginnings of daylight than I do waking up in complete darkness, and the early sunsets don't bother me at all - if anything, they remind me of the holidays!

November 2
I'm grateful we decided to enclose - and upgrade - our back porch, and for the many family dinners we've already shared in this new space. 

November 3
I'm grateful for my right to vote, and for all those who fought to make that right possible.

November 4
some days it's enough
to be grateful
for the air in your lungs
grasping at a promise
that tomorrow will be

~ Wren Wilds

November 5
I'm grateful for these three, and the joy they brought into our home today.

November 6
I'm grateful for the brightness that follows even just a glimmer of hope.

November 7
I'm grateful that today, when I told my children that character matters...that being a good person matters...I had an example to prove it.

November 8
I'm grateful for a Sunday morning "reset" with friends.

November 9
I'm grateful for medical professionals and scientists, especially those working tirelessly to slow the spread of, heal those who have become infected with, and create vaccines to prevent further infections of COVID-19.

November 10
(I guess) I'm grateful for the moisture in the air, which, according to my mom, is good for my skin. 😂

November 11
I'm grateful for all those who have selflessly served our country. 

Forever may it wave.

November 12
I'm grateful for pumpkin cream cold brews.

November 13
I'm grateful for the spring in Tom's step. After seven months of working almost exclusively from home, this week Tom started venturing back onto campus to work from/in his office and lab. His building is nearly empty so he feels safe, and the change in scenery has allowed him to be exceptionally productive and feel really good about what he's been accomplishing...hence the spring in his step. 

November 14
I'm grateful I - we - made it through the day. Today was probably our busiest Saturday since early March, with one ballet class, two ballet rehearsals, four dance parent-teacher conferences, a meeting with our ballet academy director (which I had been dreading for days), and a soccer game in Houston. Just looking at November 14th on my calendar nearly gave me hives in the days leading up to it, so now that the day - which brought with it a couple of unexpected controversies and conflicts - has come to an end, I feel more peaceful and calm than I have in a while. 

November 15
I'm grateful for fall weather (even if it only lasts for a couple of days), board game playdates, leftovers for dinner, and early bedtimes. 

November 16
I'm grateful for a beautiful answer to the smallest and simplest - but still significant - prayer.

November 17
I'm grateful Tom was working from home today so he could catch for me the rather large lizard that had taken up residence on the office window.

November 18
I'm grateful for brownies, and for my Gal Hal who likes to bake and no longer needs much supervision in the kitchen.

November 19
I'm grateful that a particularly hard and heavy decision was taken out of my hands, that the decision-maker chose - what I consider to be - the right course of action, and for the relief that came when this weight was lifted off of my shoulders. 

November 20
I'm grateful for Thanksgiving Break, which starts today!

November 21
I'm grateful for curbside pick-up, food delivery, air conditioning, and DVR.

November 22
I'm grateful for 42 years on this earth.

"Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many."

November 23
I'm grateful for all of the birthday phone calls, texts, emails, and Facebook messages. Social media has its downfalls, but allowing users to make sure people feel loved on their birthdays (and supported through times of crisis) is not one of them. 

November 24
I'm grateful for my girl. She wants so badly to stay little, but try as she might to suppress the young woman she is becoming, I can see a new version of her emerging. I could give at least a handful of examples, but I'll stick to the one happening as I type: a friend is scared about something going on in her life, and rightfully so. Hallie too is scared, as the situation has the potential to impact her as well, but as she talks to the friend on the phone in the other room, I can hear Hallie's calm tone of voice and kind words. She may fall apart often for me, but she can be strong for her friends when they need her. 

November 25
I'm grateful my Thanksgiving decorations are packed away and my Christmas decorations are ready for the next holiday season. I wouldn't usually take down Thanksgiving and set up Christmas until the Friday after Turkey Day, but this year I had the time, the energy, and a helper the Sunday and Monday beforehand. The outside lights (Tom's domain, OF COURSE) aren't up yet, but everything inside is already bringing joy to all of the humans...and all of the kittens (of which there are currently FOUR) our home. 

November 26
I'm grateful for my family members and friends. I'm grateful for my and their relative health and financial security. I'm grateful for amazing moments and awful moments and all the ordinary, mundane, and routine moments in between. And I am grateful for all of you, who make writing about life here on Chasing Roots matter.

Happy Thanksgiving, friends. See you next Tuesday!

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Dear Erin

A few days ago, a package arrived from my parents. This isn't an unusual occurrence (my mom regularly sends us masks, and she periodically sends the kids the Sunday comics from their newspaper), however it's always appreciated, as receiving and opening "fun" mail always lifts everyone's spirits.

This particular package contained - as expected - masks, as well as a postcard with a picture of Disney's EPCOT Center on the front. I assumed the postcard came from our trip to Disney World last January; I thought perhaps my mom had purchased it as a souvenir and then decided she no longer wanted it and sent it to me.

When I flipped the postcard over, I discovered that no, it wasn't a souvenir from our recent trip to Disney World; it had been written on, addressed, and Erin Mueller. I haven't gone by Erin Mueller in 17 years, so I checked the signature.

Love, Grandma and Grandpa

My Grandpa Russ died when I was younger than Hallie and my Grandma Hallie died when I was in college, so I checked the postmark.

16 Mar 1984.

I was just five years old when this postcard arrived in the mail for me, and as I read through what my grandparents had written, I could see how perfectly it was crafted - all capital letters and simple words - for a five-year-old who would have been learning to read.




I don't have many pictures of me with my grandparents. My parents took photos, but smart phones and their ability to capture important relationships were still decades away. We visited my grandparents a few times a year, but they lived three hours away which meant they couldn't pop by for Sunday night dinner or to see a Saturday morning soccer game. All things considered, I knew my grandparents well as a little girl because my parents (and my grandparents) made an effort to help my sister and me development relationships with them. But I didn't know them well as an adult - as I mentioned above, my grandpa died when I was still young, and my grandma suffered from Alzheimer's Disease for many years before she passed away when I was in my early 20's - and I wish that weren't the case.

This postcard is a reminder of the effort they made to stay connected...a reminder of how much they loved me, my sister, and all of their grandchildren.

My parents and Tom's parents all send postcards and notes to my kids now. I know Will and Hallie don't understand the importance of those communications now, but they will someday. 

Also, the stamp on the postcard cost $0.13. 😉

Friday, November 20, 2020

High Five for Friday (11.20.20)

As of later this afternoon, all four of us are on a nine-day Thanksgiving break. Hallie has dance on Monday; Will has optional soccer practices on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday; and both Tom and I have some work we need to fit in, but other than that, much-needed relaxation lies ahead.

Because of COVID, we aren't traveling for either Thanksgiving or Christmas. We will miss our families tremendously - we haven't seen Tom's since late December and mine since early January - but we have high hopes for quality time together and perhaps a few new experiences/traditions.

Happy Thanksgiving Break, friends!

Though we love all of our extracurricular activities, there's something special about an occasional and unexpected night off. Will's Wednesday night soccer practices were cancelled last week and this week, and while we wouldn't wish for this schedule on a regular basis, the ever-so-slightly earlier evening (everyone home and able to eat dinner at 8:45pm instead of 9:35pm) was a treat!

Somewhat against his will, Will auditioned for Region Orchestra. (He didn't audition in fifth, sixth, or seventh grade, and when his orchestra teacher found out he once again didn't plan to audition, she signed him up and told him he would he did.) The results came in this week, and he earned fifth chair cello! His response - unsurprisingly - was, "I could have done better", but I was excited for him and the progress he's made as a cellist this year. 

My Christmas cards are DONE. I decided to hold off on mailing them until some point next week, but they're signed, sealed...and waiting to be delivered. 

Happiness Highlights
Hallie had to do a music research project on a favorite band
of mine. I picked The Chicks, and her project was awesome.

Having three kittens at once is exactly as
crazy as you might imagine it to be. Frequently
it feels like there are kittens everywhere.

It's funny how often they all three
flock to the same person at the same time. 

My friend Anne dropped off miniature charcuterie "boards"
and wine bottles ahead of a virtual party she hosted. SUCH a
fun idea, and one I'll remember for future virtual gatherings!

When you show up at dance wearing the EXACT
same outfit as your bestie...I guess it makes sense that our
bestie daughters always end up dressed the same as well.

This toy was for the kittens, but Tux claimed it. He does
NOT like RBG and does NOT want to share this toy. 😂

Yep, we finally put a television on our porch!
I haven't turned it on yet, but it's nice to know
it's there for future football game watching. 

She's teaching Bader (in her lap) and Ginsberg
how to play Dos. They don't quite get it yet.

Happy weekend, friends!

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

It's November, For the Last Time

On this Tuesday, I present the 10th - and likely final (I should probably stop asking my girl to sing this silly song for me, now that she's 11 years old) - installment of one of my favorite annual posts. Here is "It's November", courtesy of my Hallie Claire.

November 2011

November 2012

November 2013

November 2014

November 2015

November 2016

November 2017

November 2018

November 2019

November 2020

And just for fun, a bonus video that she wanted to make.
Slow down, Father Time. 

I still can't watch the 2011 version of this video without tearing up. I miss that sweet, spicy, pleasantly precocious two-year-old… 

Friday, November 13, 2020

High Five for Friday (11.13.20)


Tux has been such a good buddy these last few weeks: putting up with kittens, and more kittens, and more kittens, and then letting us dress him up in a Halloween costume and participating in the Halloween night candy sort. I forgot to include these pictures in my Halloween recap, so I decided to post them here along with a shout out for our #1 kitty.

Tensely waiting staring at the door
as trick-or-treaters began to arrive.

He did NOT want to be a dinosaur.

He did, however, want to ride in Will's
pumpkin tote after the candy had been dumped.

Speaking of kittens and kitties... look who joined our family late last week! 

When these three were born a few weeks ago, I knew immediately that I wanted them in our home as fosters. Somehow I felt like taking care of Ruth, Bader, and Ginsberg - yes, they are named in honor and memory of the RBG, as they came into this world just after their namesake left it - was my way of paying tribute to the OG, who I admired tremendously. (I know, I know - that logic makes absolutely no sense whatsoever.) They are all delightfully sweet and cuddly, which was a nice change from Dorothy, who wasn't much of a cuddler, and Ruby, who took a LONG time to warm up to us. 

Ruth, Bader, and Ginsberg are available for adoption, so if you're interested in bringing one, two, or all three of them home with you, let me know!

A special thanks to Will's friend, Andreas, who took the AMAZING photos below. Check out his website here.



As is my tradition, on November 1st I took down all of my Halloween decorations and put out my fall decor. These pumpkins, pillows, and candles don't see nearly as much "action" as my festive Halloween jack-o-lanterns or wooden Christmas trees or painted Easter eggs, but gosh darn it, they deserve their three weeks! 

In our house Fall goes up on November 1st and Christmas goes up on November 22nd, which is my birthday. All I ever really ask of Tom and the kids for my birthday is for everyone to joyfully and cooperatively help me put up and decorate the Christmas tree while drinking hot chocolate and listening to the new Christmas album Tom gifts me every year. Most years my birthday wish comes true.

We continue with virtual schooling, wrapping up today our first week of the final six week session of the semester. I can hardly wrap my head around how far we've come - there were points, especially in those first few weeks - when I wasn't sure if we'd make it. I'm so proud of the kids for adapting to their new normal, putting in the work, making excellent grades, and continuously finding the silver linings in this mess of a year. 

Part of that new normal has included virtual performances, and two weeks ago (accidentally missed writing about this high five last week) we were able to enjoy two: Will's fall orchestra concert and Hallie's bestie Avery's improv show. It felt strange to watch these performances huddled around the computer instead of crammed into an auditorium, but the fact that we were able to watch these kids perform at all brought me a great deal of comfort and joy.

Will and Hallie's only complaint was that we didn't get to get to eat our traditional late-night breakfast for dinner at IHOP after Will's concert. I promised a make-up trip to IHOP just as soon as our family is eating inside restaurants again.

Hallie and I spent four hours last Sunday morning talking and laughing and relaxing and eating and drinking (add playing and running wild to that list if your name is Hallie) at Nonny's and Papa's house. Nonny and Papa's real names are Brenda and Berry, and they're parents to my friend Mandi and grandparents to Will and Hallie's friends' Kaylee and Kara. We've gotten to know them - especially Nonny - fairly well since first meeting them more than eight years ago, and they have graciously welcomed us both into their lives. Oh, and they let kids who aren't actually their grandchildren come over for playdates and call them by their grandparent names.  

Side note #1: Will and Hallie have always called Brenda "Nonny", but after Kaylee became Will's girlfriend, he wondered aloud to me if he should start calling her "Mrs. Nonny". 

Side note #2: Will and Hallie call Tom's sister "AJ", which stands for Aunt Jenna. When two-year-old Lily, my sister's daughter, came to Jenna's wedding, she started calling Jenna AJ - even though AJ is not her aunt - and still calls her that today. 

I love both of these side notes so much.

So on Sunday, Mandi and her girls, Jenn and her girl, and me and my girl, road tripped to Nonny's house for the best morning of just "being". That time together was so needed and so appreciated.

Oh, and my girl learned how to drive, so there's that too. Watch out, world - she's coming for you from behind the wheel of a wagon-towing lawn mower with the blades shut off. 😂

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Monthly Medley: October 2020

I've read and enjoyed all of Ruth Ware's books, and Turn of the Key was no exception. I wouldn't rank this one atop a list of her mysteries, but it kept me far more engaged than the many books I started and didn't finish in September. The protagonist's narration takes the unique form of letters written from prison to a defense lawyer she hopes to retain*, and I appreciated the occasional grounding in real time - checking in at the beginning and end of each letter - this storytelling tactic allowed. 

* This isn't a spoiler. If you decide to read Turn of the Key, you'll learn of the protagonist's status as a convicted criminal almost immediately.

Rather than typing out the list of movies Hallie and I have and haven't watched every month, I added all of the titles to a Google doc affectionately titled, "Corona RomComs". Next up and just for fun, Hallie and I plan to analyze each movie in order to award it an agreed upon letter grade. Feel free to follow along on our Corona RomCom journey by checking out our list here!

This month we added the Father of the Bride "trilogy" to the list. We both loved the original and liked the sequel, but we had slightly different thoughts on the made-for-YouTube third movie; I thought it was adorable and endearing, while Hallie didn't quite get it. I should also add that she "didn't get" why I cried my way through all three movies. I explained that when I watched one and two for the first time* 25 years ago, I pictured myself in the role of and could relate most closely to the daughter, Annie. But when I watched both as a 41-year-old mother of a teenager and a tweenager, I pictured myself in the role of and could relate most closely to Annie's mom...imagining my kids getting married and having babies felt entirely too real and just about broke me.  

* Father of the Bride was my favorite movie for years and I used to watch it monthly...that is, until I wore out my VHS cassette tape. 25+ years later, I still have George Banks' opening monologue memorized. Hallie was legitimately IMPRESSED with my skills.
We also added My Best Friend's Wedding to the list, but it scored as low as any of the movies we've watched thus far. Hallie just wasn't all that interested, and I was surprised to discover that as an adult I found almost all of the main characters annoying in one way or another. 

Listening To
A few months ago I mentioned the podcast Uncover. At the time I had only listened to season one, but I found it intriguing (exactly what I'm looking for in a podcast that keeps me company while exercising) enough to both recommend the podcast and move on to the next season. But after I started and couldn't get into seasons two and three, I took a break from the podcast until this month. Seasons four, five, and six peaked my interest the same way season one did, and I quickly cruised through all of them. The verdict is still out on season seven, which I just started...

I also just downloaded both Brainwashed (highly recommended) and Daughters of DC (basically forced upon me by the local radio station's incessant advertising); I'm looking forward to letting you know next month if these two podcasts are worth your time!

  • I've followed Kate Bryan of The Small Things Blog (@k8_smallthings) for years - I jumped on her bandwagon back when her online presence included only YouTube hair tutorials shared via Pinterest. She's considered a pretty "high ranking" influencer now, and while I don't particularly like following influencers, I've stuck with her as she grew in popularity because she was/is/has stayed so incredibly nice. She is also honest and real, is from the midwest, loves cats, and has refreshingly down-to-earth approaches to her job as an influencer, to parenting, and to body image, among other things. Oh, and because of her I know how to curl my hair and which jeans to buy to disguise the aftermath of my c-sections. 😉
  • I only recently started following Kamri Phillippi (@kamphoxy) She's a mixed race adult woman (her mom is white and her dad is black) who is married to a white man and has one mixed race biological son, one adopted mixed race daughter, and two adopted black daughters. She obviously has an incredibly unique perspective on race in our country, and I love listening to her talk about her experiences growing up, as half of a mixed race couple, and parenting both biological and adopted children. She does a "Teaching Tuesday" segment each week, and while these segments feel informal and comfortable, they're open, honest, and informative about topics I need to learn more about.  

I bought this Haagen-Dazs Heaven Cold Brew Espresso Chip ice cream on a whim, and OH, what a whim it was. I don't usually like light ice creams, but I wouldn't have known if I hadn't seen the word "light" on the container.

A few weeks ago I got an email from the make-up and skincare company alleyoop, promising me a $20 credit toward anything in their online store if I pledged to vote. It seemed a little fishy, but since I of course planned to vote anyway, I made the pledge and not 30 seconds later found a coupon code for $20 off in my inbox. I used it to purchase this eyeshadow (in bronze medal), which I had wanted to try and happened to cost exactly $20, and I love it!

The best part? (Well, maybe not the best part, but ONE of the best parts...) The eyeshadow arrived in packing peanuts, which initially rubbed me the wrong way. But after I'd tossed them into the trash, I saw this note in the box.


I pulled every single one of those packing peanuts out of the trash and put them in a bowl of water. Sure enough, they dissolved. Way to go, alleyoop. Between your commitment to democracy, your generous coupon codes, and your commitment to the environment, you've got yourself a customer. 

Look at Hallie's adorable summer sandals! (Don't worry - it's basically still summer here, at least by my standards, so she'll have a lot more opportunities to wear them before the weather officially turns.) I bought her a size up so she could get a second summer out of them, but wearing them a little big hasn't been an issue.

After years of dealing with plantar fasciitis and wanting to keep this condition under control as much as possible, I only wear shoes with arch supports (I make exceptions for fancy dress shoes, of course). Hallie and Will haven't developed any issues yet, but given how active and athletic and active they are and that both (will eventually) come by foot problems genetically, I try really hard to keep them in quality shoes. (My mom is the queen of foot issues, and she passed a couple of those issues on to me and the rest of them on to my sister. It's likely one or two will make it to Will and/or Hallie.) These aren't cheap as far as sandals go, but to me they're worth the price.

It wouldn't be a monthly medley if I didn't provide an update on my newest quarantine shirts and Starbucks to-go cups, now would it?

YES. 😍

After checking Starbucks every other day for two
weeks, we finally found what we'd been waiting for:
this year's glow-in-the-dark cups! (We actually bought
them in September, but since I didn't start using mine
until October, it seemed appropriate to share them this
month.) Two friends and I divided them up, so we
each got two. And they're so fun!

October was - and should always be, in my opinion - a delicious month. Typical fall foods like chili, soups, anything with apples, anything with pumpkin, and warm beverages that make my house smell divine are my absolute favorite.
  • I make a similar version of this Creamy Crockpot White Chicken Chili, and while delicious, it's missing the corn, cream cheese, and half and half that I think made this recipe even better. I topped my bowl with a little monterey jack cheese, and it was perfection. (Next time I'll serve it with sour cream, avocado slices, and homemade tortilla strips as well, just to raise the recipe from and A to an A+.)
  • I honestly thought these Garlic Butter Meatballs and Zoodles were going to crash and burn, but everyone - all FOUR of us - LOVED it. I used ground turkey instead of chicken and made only two zucchinis worth of zoodles because that's what I had on hand, but otherwise I followed the recipe exactly. Next time I'll use four zucchinis, as that's what I need to comfortably feed the four of us, but otherwise I won't change a thing!
  • This Beefy Tomato Soup was quick, easy, inexpensive, and perfect for a cool fall evening. I used a little less chicken stock than the recipe called for because I like thick soups, but that was the only change I made. I added a little mozzarella cheese to mine and slices of crusty french bread rounded out the meal.
  • Baked chicken can be great, or baked chicken can be dry and dull. This simple Baked Chicken Breast falls into the first category. I didn't have any fresh parsley with which to top my chicken, but I didn't miss it. And we didn't have any leftovers from this meal!
  • Last but not least, I made this Zucchini Bread for a friend's birthday, and while I overcooked my loaf by about a minute, the flavor was amazing! I didn't add any of the extras, substituted applesauce for half of the oil, and used 1/3 c. of each of the sugars. 

Feeling Good About

Friday, November 6, 2020

High Five for Friday (11.6.20)

Catching up on a couple of weeks worth of high fives after last week's High Five for Halloween!

And just like that, cross country season - and with it, Will's middle school cross country "career" - has wrapped. He plans to run track come spring and hopes to run cross country for at least a year or two in high school, so while his running days are far from over, it's still bittersweet that we've come to the end of this chapter.

Though Will ran well, the district meet didn't go exactly as he or his team had hoped it would. I won't get into all that here, because what played out and the end result don't warrant high fives. I will, however, share a high five for these two women, who have coached Will for the last two years.  

They make a great leadership team, playing off each others' strengths as educators, coaches, and athletes. They motivate and inspire with positivity, encouraging runners to push themselves to their own individual full potential, whatever that might be. They handled this year's ever-changing rules and restrictions well, always keeping the lines of communication between themselves, runners, and parents open and making sure everyone knew what was expected. They implemented the same ever-changing rules and restrictions just as well, making sure everyone on the team and attending meets stayed safe. And in that last district meet, I watched them go to bat - in an incredibly difficult situation - for Will, and I know their actions that day and the day that followed made him feel so much better. We'll miss them tremendously.

Rather than reinvent the wheel, and because it all still rings true, I'm going to share the post I wrote at the end of last year's cross country season. "Cross country meets are church, man. Run somebody across the finish line today. Or let yourself be surrounded and carried across. Both: Heaven."

Less than 24 hours after receiving an email from our (Hallie's) beloved company director asking if we wanted to come meet and hold her baby, we were masked, sanitized, and at her front door, ready for cuddles. A charmingly sweet and easy-going baby, Ben was oh so tolerant of being passed between three delighted mamas and four giddy girls. Such beautiful moments...

Dorothy and Ruby left us for their forever home. 😢

The last picture I took of Dorothy. I was showing 
Hallie why her name should have been Neopolitan.


I was especially sad to see Ruby go. We worked so hard to earn her trust and eventually her love, and it still makes me tear up to think about her having to adjust to a new mama all over again. 
Look at sweet Ruby's face on her first night
at our house. She was so scared.

And then look at her face two weeks later.

I'm not sure she could feel any
more at home or at ease in his arms.

But as I've said in previous posts, loving on these sweet babies brings us so much joy and has been one of the most spectacular silver linings in this otherwise dumpster fire of a year.

For the first time, friends of ours road-tripped with us to one of Will's soccer games. It actually worked out perfectly - the littles, one of whom doesn't much love the outdoors and both of whom don't like watching soccer, stayed with Nonny (best playdate EVER), while the bigs and their once-soccer-playing/still-soccer-loving mamas made the drive to Houston. I so enjoyed having a "soccer expert" to chat (and almost get kicked out) with during the game, and I know it meant a lot to Will that both Mandi and Kaylee came.

Halloween was a (masked, socially-distant) blast!

We certainly couldn't skip our Halloween cupcake tradition.

For the first time ever, this little baker helped.

She attempted one cupcake in each design, and
for her very first time, I think she did a great job! 



Last but not least: a bonus handful of Happiness Highlights.

I don't know what exactly is happening here, but
it made me smile. Tux enjoyed his two kitten-free
weeks in between the Oz babies and RBG.

Ice cream for dinner. Sometimes I'm fun.

Will's first orchestra "concert" of the 20-21 school
year. They set up the students - only the students -
in the gym and recorded the performance for
family members and friends to watch later.

First fire day - these boys were in heaven. (As was Hallie - she
did three straight hours of school sitting in front of those flames.)

When Tux pees on Will's bath towel,
Mama doesn't turn on the fireplace. 😂

Happy weekend, friends!