Well, it’s another weekend chalk full of activities.  At what age does it end up that your weekend itinerary ends up jam packed and you’re scheduling things out a month or six in advance?  Between traveling, visits from friends (this is not a dig at my friends – please keep visiting), and trips to the hardware store, it seems like an entire month’s worth of weekends can get gobbled up in no time (well, in a month…).  How I long for a weekend of no plans, a jaunt in the garden, a run, some lounging, impromptu brunch…..  “Impromptu” … what does that word mean?