I can't really say I felt like we had a weekend here. Hubby worked all through the weekend, and with the continued 3rd shift, I am totally off sync. We had a family baby shower yesterday, and that was interesting. Hubby got home at 8:30am-ish, and went to bed. He got up at 2:15pm, and we went to the baby shower late, then left early to come back so he could nap for one hour before leaving for work again. He insisted we be with his family at this time, and I truly felt they needed it too. Us too. However, we hit a big snaf-foo! On the way home in his truck, because my car still has a falt tire since last Wednesday (he hit something on the way home, and with the funeral and 2 days of 100% rain, it was put on the back burner), his brakes started going out on us. Thankfully our daughter wasn't driving. He got us home by downshifting, but he needed a vehicle to get to work.