This Weekend I:

1. Went here for cocktails and tasty Dim Sum
2. Saw this and was confused
3. Ate here and had delicious food (Guinea fowl on asalsify and shallots and crabcakes in a saffron hollandaise) but had really crap service.
4. Made all my clothes fit in my drawers.
5. Braved the big Sainsbury's on a Saturday morning.
6. Hopped a fence in Hyde Park to see this before it got taken down.
7. Did not bother with the Matthew Barney exhibit. I don't care if Bjork loves him, I don't care for the artwork of Matthew Barney and if this makes me a luddite then I am happy to be a luddite (see also Carolyn's feelings about Duchamp (more commonly referred to as fucking Duchamp) and Andy Warhol)
8. Bought the book that goes along with this exhibit that we saw in Venice this summer
9. Ate considerably less fancy dinner at a Thai place in Soho with much better service.
10. Went to Tate Modern and saw this and this. Was really impressed by both. Especially Louise Bourgeois, I didn't know a whole lot about her before but am really glad I got to see her art now. Especially the rooms she makes out of doors and her spiders. And I hate spiders!
11. Made a tasty cheesy spinach and egg thing and jeremy made coffee cake and we ate a nice breakfast
12. took a taxi with Jeremy into town and bought some books and got a ticket to see this.
13. Said goodbye to Jeremy before he went to the airport (Hence the taxi, we could expense it! Expensing stuff is awesome!) to fly off to Munich for the week.
14. Ate potstickers and drank bubble tea in Chinatown, before coming home to hang out with Oliver and go to bed.

It was a nice weekend and even though it was busy it always seemed leisurely as well. Except when I cut my hand on the fence in Hyde Park. That just hurt.