Allergies are to Horrible as Husband is to Hero

//RIFLE PAPER CO//

This past weekend, I had big plans. 

Basically, I galavanted through the week leading up to my Friday-Sunday with the notion in the back of my head of, "Oh, you can do that later. This weekend. Put it on the checklist. For the weekend! Long live the three day weekend! All the things will be done! Weekend!"

Big plans, I tell ya. 

There was writing, designing, sketching, and etc.

Check. Check. Check.

I love the scritch scratch of a checkmark and the weighty tada of a crossed off list. 

Everything was in place. Ready to go. 

What did I do instead? 

Achoo. Achoo. Achoo.

Sneezing. 

A helluva lot of sneezing. 

Oregon's Spring> Bonnie's Eyes/Nose/Throat

Besides outings for the necessities, (coffee and brunch), homemade piroshki, and a ridiculous marital tête-à-tête about cleaning the toilet-but not really about cleaning the toilet, 

nothing was done. 

I watched Duck Dynasty and ate Easter candy,

and used the checklist to blow my nose. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}