Jen and I got about a months’ worth of social contact this weekend, something we really haven’t done in a long time. Friday night we had our friend Dave over for dinner and the resurrection of his main music drive, which had crashed catastrophically the previous week. He brought over his new Mini for us to drool over (my review: absolutely beautiful engineering. Fast, QUIET, and elegant. One drawback: only one FireWire port. However, we will own one) and we stuffed him full of lasagna and PBR while waiting for the progress bar on Disk Warrior to inch rightwards. Success was achieved early Saturday morning, and we sent him into the darkness knowing his music collection was safe. (Disk Warrior comes recommended.)

Saturday we knocked around town running errands and enjoying the sunshine; later that evening we stopped over to our neighbors’ house for pizza, beer, and caught up with the latest local news. Sunday we took up Dave’s offer to visit his church, and sat in on the 10:30 service. The service was very modern, very upbeat, and the sermon was a thoughtful reflection on child-rearing that had Jen and I talking over our coffee for an hour after we left. Later in the day I started on the trimwork and made my way up the stairs to the hallway, covering all the doorframes but one with a coat of fresh white paint. Oh. My. God. It’s like a brand new house up there.