This wasn’t my weekend scene, but the Hubs’ from a Paris cafe, circa 2012. I was just wishing that this is what I did over the weekend. An accurate photo would have been a one of blankets, one and a half empty boxes of tissues, and a bottle of Nyquil. I laid on the couch all weekend with what started as an allergy attack and has manifested into a sinus infection (or so says the doctor in my head). And it was a one-two punch with some severe PMS just for good measure. But I caught up on old movies, slept — a lot, and watched an America’s Test Kitchen marathon. Yum. Here’s hoping I perk up soon.