1. This week, to put it bluntly, kicked my behind. It’s bad enough when my kid is sick. Throw in my husband also down with flu-like symptoms and then ME going under, and it’s a full on DEFCON 5 situation. There were points on Sunday and Monday night, around 3:30am approximately, where I wondered aloud to the Universe why, oh why, it was out to get me. We were all a hacking, sneezing, snotty mess. It sounded like a TB ward around here (with the Franklin theme song in the background). Finally, on Wednesday, my husband’s cough began to subside. Then we found out my kid had an ear infection, which explained why SHE was still so miserable. A few doses of pink bubble gum medicine and she was sleeping through the night. YES! Then I started to stop coughing. YES YES! Now we are ALL officially on the mend and the world is a brighter place. Or at least our little corner of it. Whatever, I’ll take it.

2. This week, the awesome Laurie Halse Anderson announced that she’s teaming up with the publisher of her book SPEAK, MacMillan, to raise money for RAINN, the Rape, Abuse and Incest National Network. If you’ve ever read SPEAK, you know what at amazing story it is, and for years it’s helped survivors of sexual abuse in their healing process. Just a ten dollar donation allows RAINN to aid one survivor in getting the help they need. And if you give $75, you get a signed copy of SPEAK! What’s not to love about that? You can get all the info (and see Laurie in a video discussing all this) by going here.

3. In other news, I’m having to start thinking seriously about my tour for the paperback release of WHAT HAPPENED TO GOODBYE, which begins a week from this coming Wednesday. Yikes! Regular readers of this blog know that I am sort of a neurotic freak when it comes to packing for trips. (Okay, fine, total neurotic freak.) But I think anyone would be challenged by a week-long tour that involves stops in Miami, Chicago and Texas. I mean, how to even plan for those kind of climate changes? Also, I don’t think I’ll have time to send out laundry at all, which means…the big suitcase. And I always feel judged with the big suitcase, especially when I know authors who tour with only a carry on, somehow. I know enough to plan for layers, but between school visits AND bookstore events, I’m going to have to have a lot of options that fold down SMALL. Oh, I’m already getting all nervous thinking about it. Maybe I should just bring a stack of caftans? Muu-muus? Onesies? Um, maybe not.

4. Last week, I mentioned how much it means to me that my character Dexter, from This Lullaby, is such a reader favorite. People always pick him in their top two or three of my boys, as he was honestly probably the most fun character I’ve ever gotten to write. I think I’ve mentioned here before that I took Dexter’s name from a local musician here in Chapel Hill named Dexter Romweber. THAT Dexter was several years ahead of me in high school and one of those people that everyone knew by sight if not by name. When I was in college, in 1990, he was in a band called The Flat Duo Jets, and that’s when I really started getting into his music, not just the local myths about him. Anyway, when I needed a name for a boy in a band who played guitar, it just seemed perfect. My Dex is forever on the page, but Dexter Romweber is, well, all over YouTube, as well as still playing regularly here in Chapel Hill. I went to see him the other night, in fact, at a local bar with my husband, and he played as a special surprise at my last birthday party. (I.Died. I truly, truly did.) Anyway, in the interest of sharing where things come from, I wanted to post a link to this clip from a documentary that was made about Dexter Romweber a few years back called Two Headed Cow. It shows The Flat Duo Jets performing on David Letterman AND has some great commentary from Jack White and Cat Power, among others. If you’re intrigued, there are lots of other performances you can find online. Or just come to Chapel Hill, hit The Kraken some weeknight, and be prepared to be awed.

5. Finally, in my OWN appearance news, my fab publicist Elyse has given me the go-ahead to post the dates for my June tour for THE MOON AND MORE that are now confirmed. This is not a full list, as details are being worked out for a few others, and I’ll be updating them as I can over on my News and Appearances page. But for now, here you go. I’m so pumped. I cannot WAIT to get out and talk about this book!

Monday, June 3, 7pm
The Regulator
720 Ninth St
Durham, NC 27705

Tuesday, June 4, 7 pm
Martin Luther King Jr. Public Library with Politics and Prose Bookstore
Great Hall
901 G St., NW
Washington DC 20001

Thursday, June 6, 7 pm
Off-site event with Blue Willow Bookshop
West Houston Community Center
725 Bateswood
Houston, TX 77079

Friday, June 7, 7 pm
On-site event with Joseph-Beth Booksellers
2692 Madison Rd
Cincinnati, OH 45208

Monday, June 10, 7pm
On-site Not Your Mother’s Book Club event with Books Inc.
Opera Plaza
601 Van Ness
San Francisco, CA 94102

Wednesday, June 26, 7 pm
On-site event with Quail Ridge Books & Music
3522 Wade Ave
Raleigh NC 27607

This year, on my birthday, I won’t be dancing to Dex but hanging in Houston with the folks from Blue Willow. And it will be AWESOME, I just know it.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

1. Whew! I don’t know about all of you, but this week has been a total whirlwind for me. Just crazy busy, plus my husband had the flu. When it rains, it pours. Or spikes a fever. He seems to be on the mend, though, which is great as long as my daughter and I don’t come down with the same thing. Sometimes I feel like we are just a circle of sickness, passing germs around and around. If it finally gets warm, will all the colds and flu magically disappear? I can only hope. And oh, how I am.

2. One reason this week was so busy was that I was doing promotional stuff, gearing up for the paperback release of What Happened to Goodbye on April 9th. On Wednesday, I went to speak in the media center of East Chapel Hill High, which was super fun. I hung out with a bunch of girls while they ate lunch, talked about writing and my books, and eyed their nachos and donuts with a barely disguised longing. (We did NOT have nachos as a lunch option when I was in high school. I wish!) I always love going back to the local high schools as I gear up for tour, as it’s a good way to get used to speaking in public again. I feel like I’ve been under a rock for, well, the last two years or so. Except for my gig in Pittsburgh back in January, I’ve basically just been writing, tweeting and playing Princess Car Crash with my daughter. Now, though, it is about to be ON. It’s like training for a race. You have to start slow, condition yourself, and be sure to remember to stretch. Also, naps are crucial. Always.

3. Another thing I did this week was my first Twitter chat with PenguinUSA for their online book club, which is discussing What Happened to Goodbye. It was from 7-7:30 last night, and we happened to have a babysitter, so I had a dilemma. Do I cancel my sitter, or try to do the chat while out in The World so I can enjoy a dinner with my husband? I decided to get all cavalier and try the latter. So I packed up my Macbook and my portable hot spot and headed out to City Kitchen, one of our favorite restaurants. Our waitress was one of our babysitters, so she was totally okay with me working from her table. We ordered apps, enjoyed a glass of wine, and then I powered up and joined the chat. It worked! I was cooking along, typing like crazy, while my husband ate his hanger steak. Occasionally, he picked of piece of my pizza and held it out to me so I could grab a bite. Teamwork! He also documented me as I was working:

Anyway, the chat was SUPER fun. The next one is this coming Thursday, April 4th, again from 7-7:30 pm EST. The hashtag is #readpenguin. I think I will try to stick closer to home, as I don’t want to tempt fate. Yes, this living on the edge for me. I am such a rebel!

4. One thing that came up during the chat—-and during just about every Q&A I do, online or otherwise—is whether I will ever consider doing a sequel to any of my books. I understand why people ask. There are SO many good series in YA that readers almost expect a follow up. But the truth is, I like to think that my characters are fine where I leave them on the last page of the novel. And I worry any sequel I tried to write just wouldn’t live up to expectations. This is why I orginally began bringing characters back from previous books, as  a way of thanking people for WANTING sequels, and trying to do something sort of like that. When I was asked this question last night, though, I happened to mention that if I ever did do a sequel it would be to This Lullaby, and that I’d actually started one a couple of years back and got scared. Which is true. The pressure! Dex and Remy! I mean, come on. But people got SO excited hearing this, I was crazy flattered. Maybe, maybe. Someday. But for now I’m at work on another book. Never say never, though. I do love me some Dexter. How much fun would it be to get to spend a whole other book with him? Hmmmmm.

5. Finally, I will admit here to being a bit of s superstitous person. I won’t open an umbrella anywhere NEAR inside, avoid cracks whenever I can, and knock wood pretty much constantly. Also, I do a lot of magical thinking, I think because as a writer I never know if I’m going to have a good work day or a totally terrible one, so I try to control it by saying things like, “If I make this wastebasket shot, today will be the day I figure out that scene that’s making me nuts.” Because of this, I will also do just about any ritual that anyone says might work for, well, anything. Which is why I ordered a St. Joseph statue yesterday. Let me explain. We have an investment property that has been on the market for almost a year now. It is gorgeous, with new appliances and floors and an addition, in a great location close to UNC. But for some reason, we haven’t had even a good nibble. I was lamenting this yesterday when my Twitterverse suggested the St. Joseph thing. Apparently if you bury a statue of him upside down by the For Sale sign, facing the house, and say a prayer, you have a much better chance of selling. Will this work? I don’t know. But I am going to try. Another suggestion we had from our painter was that we let a live chicken loose in the house’s yard to scare away bad vibes and “cleanse” the property, but that seemed a bit extreme, even for a magical thinker like me. So St. Joseph it is. You never know, right? Can’t hurt….

Have a good weekend, everyone!

1. Okay, it’s March 22nd and right now, it’s 25 degrees outside here. That is TWENTY-FIVE, as in below freezing. This time last year I was in New York and it was WARM and I was wearing a sleeveless shirt. I swear! I know everyone has been complaining about this so I’ll keep my rant short, but honestly, Spring, REALLY? (Cue Seth and Amy voices here.) REALLY? All I can hope is that when Spring does arrive, running late and flustered, it will be so apologetic it will be extra gorgeous and lovely for us, just to make up for the inconvenience. It’s the LEAST it can do. Really.

2. In book news, I am SO EXCITED that Penguin USA has chosen WHAT HAPPENED TO GOODBYE for their @PenguinUSA Twitter Book Club Pick this month. You can get all the info here. Also, there is a sweepstakes to win a collection of my books, which you can get more information about on Facebook via this link. I’ll be doing three chats about the book with @PenguinUSA:

March 28th
7 PM EST/4:00 PM PST (goes until 7:30 PM)

April 4th
7 PM EST/4:00 PM PST (goes until 7:30 PM)

April 11th
7 PM EST/4:00 PM PST (goes until 8:00 PM)

The hashtag is #readPenguin. I am so excited! And limbering up my fingers now, as the last Twitter chat was like running a sprint. With hurdles. But so fun.

3. In reading news, I am SO excited that one of my favorite authors, Jill McCorkle, has a new book out this coming week. It’s called LIFE AFTER LIFE and you can read all about it (and see tour dates) here. Disclaimer: Jill is my friend, and was also one of my first creative writing teachers at UNC. When I was in her class in the early 90′s, I babysat for her daughter. That SAME daughter babysat for my baby when she was an infant. (We believe in keeping things in the family around here.) That said, I have always LOVED Jill’s writing. It’s a Southern voice, but a NEW kind of voice, and this is her first novel in several years, since the fantastic CAROLINA MOON. (Although her short stories are amazing as well.) If she’s coming near you, you should definitely check her out. You won’t regret it.

4. Speaking of things I love, this week is the official beginning of the NCAA Tournament and true March Madness. I filled out my bracket on Wednesday, going with my tried and true method of a mix of rankings, teams people I know are fond of and all out guessing. As a true UNC fan, I of course had to pick my team to cut down the nets in Atlanta in the final, even though I know we are a BIT of a long shot. (Okay, super long shot.) I also picked Gonzaga for the final game, mostly because they are a number one seed AND I had a student years ago who was totally obsessed with them. She had not grown up with the team, but started being a fan in high school, and she had even written a partial novel about her obsession with them. Years ago she was a finalist in some ESPN College Ball Super Fan competition for her Zags. I think her name was Ashley, and wherever she is, I’m thinking of her this week. I know she is PUMPED. This is what I love about college ball. It’s not just about the games, but so much more. Bring it on!

5. I’m writing this entry from an oil change place, as my car gets serviced. I am fully humiliated that I, the wife of a total car person, was so overdue for an oil change that the guy who checked me in basically clucked his tongue at me. Whoops. This is just one of many things I have fallen behind on lately, along with answering emails/phone calls, doing laundry and getting my tax stuff organized. I also run late now. I used to ALWAYS be on time, if not early, and now I am That Person who shows up ten minutes past the appointment time, flustered and apologetic. (See Spring, above.) And I haven’t even really BEGUN to promote my two book releases yet! It might get ugly, folks. But I want to say here how much I appreciate everyone who asked last week that I please not let this blog fall by the wayside among the chaos. In this Twitter/Tumblr/Texting world, I think it’s easy for me to assume that no one has time to read this much content anymore. You guys said otherwise, so I’ll keep showing up here on Fridays. Even if it means I am blogging about my guilt over late oil changes. Next week will be better? I hope?

Have a great weekend, everyone!

1. I am starting this entry at 7:39am, fully knowing that I will probably finish it around 3:30. In the time between, I’ll be adding to/editing it from my car as I sit in front of preschool, in the Whole Foods parking lot, and my office. This is how I blog lately. Writing I have to be in one place, or at least ideally, and I can’t do it in five or ten minute increments. I just don’t ever hit that point where it’s actually happening otherwise. But blogging is different. Like Twitter, it can be bits and starts. I’m sitting here, explaining this to you, as my daughter is literally PULLING me away from my laptop because she wants me to go play upstairs. It’s no wonder I feel like I have no actual attention span anymore. Who has time for that? In related news, I’m going upstairs now.

2. Now it’s 10:57, and my whole day’s gone askew because my kid’s sorta stuffy nose blew up into a full fledged cold JUST before we left for preschool. So now I have no idea how this blog entry is going to get done, because I lost three hours of time. Oh, well. So it goes. Motherhood has taught me a lot of things, but being flexible (or trying to be flexible) is probably the biggest. I used to have all day and still complain about not having enough time, so it’s not like everything’s changed. I managed to have an important business conversation WHILE playing princesses today, which was a mean feat, if I do say so myself. But not something I try to do on a regular basis. No point in pushing my luck.

3. Okay, now it’s 12:37. (Just keeping you updated.) Most of you have probably already heard the GREAT news about the Veronica Mars movie. Thanks to a great pitch on Kickstarter (you can watch it here) Rob Thomas, the creator, managed to raise the 2 million he was aiming for IN ONE DAY. Longtime readers of this blog (and you guys know who you are: you remember my Livejournal) know how I was obsessed with this show back when it was on. It was creative and funny and smart and just flat-out awesome. I mourned when it was canceled, my grieving only abated by the hope that maybe there MIGHT be a movie someday. And now there will be! Let the speculation about plot and script begin. All I am saying is that I REALLY hope Max Greenfield, who was on VM and now plays Schmidt on New Girl, makes an appearance. That would be nirvana for me.

4. 1:02. (This one and the preceding I am writing between bites of lunch, and thanks to the TV show Franklin, which is keeping my kid occupied between bouts of whining.) On the reading front, this week I started THE CRANES DANCE by Meg Howrey, which has been on my To Read list for ages. It’s a novel about two sisters who are ballerinas, competitive, and very different, and so far I’m loving it. The voice is REALLY original, and I love all the behind the scenes stuff about the ballet world, from mangled toes to all the parts of Swan Lake. On audio, I finished Domenica Ruta’s memoir WITH OR WITHOUT YOU, which is about her relationship with her dysfunctional mom, and how it led to her own addictions. Very compelling. I’m about to start listening to Piper Kerman’s ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK, which is soon going to be a Showtime series by Jenji Kohan, who made Weeds. So I am excited about that. Plus I still haven’t even CRACKED the Vanity Fair with Taylor Swift on the cover yet. Again: no time!

5. 3:04 pm. Lastly, it’s been a stressful week around here concerning my little rooster Frank, who has been ailing. Regular readers will remember that Frank and I have a BIT of a tense relationship: he’s kind of like Cato to my Clouseau, if you remember the old Pink Panther movies. He’s my nemesis, but in a fond sort of day. (You can see proof in the videos I put up of us waging battle, which are here and here.) Anyway, Frank is a total prickly pear, but he’s OUR prickly pear, and a few weeks back something (a possum? raccoon?) got into his cage, scrapped with him, and messed up his leg. He’s not been right since. He can’t stand up on his own and got totally weak, which was hard to see considering how tough he normally is. My husband and his co-worker Will have been nursing him back to health, carrying him out gently each morning and propping him next to the food, then returning him to the coop in the evening. And he DOES seem to be getting better, although he still can’t get around at all. We’re hoping it’s just an injury and not permanent, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed. I’ll forever blame myself for kicking/nudging him when he was coming at me, even though my husband swears it had nothing to do with it. Still, though. STILL.

Whew! Blog post done. See, and it only took eight hours! THIS is why I worry I can’t keep this blog going much longer, or may have to switch over to a smaller Tumblr one. But I can’t worry about that, because my kid is whining and the phone is ringing. So, later. Maybe?

Have a good weekend, everyone!

1. Okay, I am SUPER EXCITED that I got the go ahead to announce my April tour dates for this Five. Yes! This is for the paperback of WHAT HAPPENED TO GOODBYE, which will be in stores on April 9th. Here’s where I’ll be (there may be SOME changes but I’m told this is pretty solid in terms of plans):

April 16th: Flyleaf Books, Chapel Hill NC

April 17th: Books and Books, Miami FL

April 18th: The Booksellers at Laurelwood, Memphis TN

April 19th: Anderson’s Bookshop, Naperville IL

April 20th: Barnes and Noble, Huntington Beach CA

April 21st: LA Times Book Festival, Los Angeles CA

April 22nd: Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park WA

April 23rd: Book People, Austin TX

If I’m not coming near you, never fear: I’m doing another tour in June for THE MOON AND MORE and I’ll be hitting a bunch of other cities. (And by hit, I mean visit. I would not hit your city, I promise.)

2. In other promotional news, I did my first Twitter chat this week. I was VERY nervous because I knew it would be fast and furious and also because my internet out here in the country is a bit wonky, subject to cutting out at any moment. Between answering questions in less than 140 characters AND making sure to include the hashtag #TheMoonandMore, it was pretty intense. But so worth it! Especially because at one point, my chat was trending. I have proof and everything!

And I am in good company. I mean, Duck Dynasty? I’ll take it.

3.  If you’ve read Just Listen, you might remember this quote: ““Music is a total constant. That’s why we have such a strong visceral connection to it, you know? Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in your or the world, that one song says the same, just like that moment.” I totally had this happen to me last night on the way home from dinner with my husband. This song came on the radio that I hadn’t heard in, easily, ten or fifteen years. It was from a Pink Floyd album I listened to all through my senior year of high school, which was a pretty miserable time for me. Okay, totally miserable. I honestly try NOT to listen to that music anymore but it does take me right back to this raw, awful place. But there it was, on the radio, and just like that, I was seventeen and so hurt and weird and scared. Boom! I put my hand on my face and my husband said, “Are you okay?” I said, “Yeah.” Because now, all these years later, I AM okay. Then, not so much. It does get better. But all it takes is a song, apparently, to remember when it wasn’t so good. (If you care to listen, the song is “One Slip,” and it’s here.) Personally, I’m going to wait a little while before I listen to it again.

4. There is truly NOTHING better than when you find a book that is SO GOOD you can’t think about anything but reading it. That happened to me this week with Maria Semple’s WHERE’D YOU GO, BERNADETTE. I’d seen that it made a bunch of Best Of lists, and heard some good buzz, but I was honestly blown away by how amazing it was. It’s the kind of book you can’t even do justice by describing, other than to say it’s written in this unorthodox way, is wholly original, and you will NOT want to put it down. It’s what I call a “Clear Your Schedule” book, that addictive. (Gone Girl was the last book I read that was like that. I lost a lot of time, but it was totally worth it.) Anyway, now I totally have a crush on both this book AND Maria Semple, who is not on Twitter, which is a good thing because if she was I’d be totally fangirling all over her. I will confess to sending a fawning email to her Facebook page. Hey, when something is good, you’re pretty much obligated to spread the word. It’s like a rule.

5. Big happenings here in Chapel Hill tomorrow: it’s the UNC-Duke game, and we’re playing at home. I am already nervous, which shows you what a basketball nerd I am. Last night, at dinner, I was sitting next to a guy who was joking about how he had two tickets to the game for sale. I wish! Truth: I have lived in Chapel Hill since I was three years old. I grew up on campus, skateboarding in The Pit and doing cartwheels outside of Greenlaw Hall while my dad taught his classes. Then I WENT to UNC, and later returned to teach there myself. I have never lived anywhere else. And I have only been to ONE basketball game. ONE. I’m embarrassed to even admit that, but there it is. We just never had access to tickets, and I got comfortable watching from home or at the houses of friends. But SOMEDAY I am going to get to a UNC-Duke game. My friend Jenny Han and I are trying to figure out how we can get on list to be considered for season tickets. I would go to every game! I’d stay until the buzzer no matter what the score! I would scream my lungs out! It will happen. I’m determined. But in the meantime, I will be here on Saturday, biting my nails and screaming loud enough to probably be HEARD at the Dean Dome. Bring on March Madness!

Have a good weekend, everyone!

1. Another week, another blog post written in the preschool parking lot. This time, however, I’m supposed to be snapping pics of myself WHILE doing this, for use in some promotional videos/materials for the new book. I’m as much of a fan of the selfie as anyone, but this is NOT easy. Plus I think I look totally weird holding my phone out to the side and blindly hitting the shutter button, hoping to capture SOMETHING that looks like what I am actually doing. As if all the other parents at preschool didn’t think I was weird enough already.

2. In other news, our trip to Austin was GREAT. My husband made the time he was aiming for in the marathon (3.5 hours) I ate a TON of good food, and I got to see the Landing Strip club, albeit from a distance, which was featured in Friday Night Lights. Also, I got a bobblehead armadillo, which look so much like a rat from a distance I moved it over to my office so as not to scare guests. I love it because all I have to do is flick him, and he agrees with anything I say. The POWER!

3. As I mentioned, Austin has AMAZING food. Tex Mex, barbecue, Polynesian-Asian fusion and bacon-wrapped deep fried Hot Dogs (yes, really). For me, though, it will forever be remembered as the place where I first tried the gloriousness that is fried chicken and waffles. There’s a place here in Durham that does this and is delicious, but I have never been. So when we were in the marathon waiting place and they had this up on the buffet, I could not resist. Even though it was, you know, 9am. I mean, the waffles make it breakfast food, right?

4. I know I said this last week, but attending marathons( and being at the finish line especially) is really inspiring to me. Because I had a five year old in tow who protested whenever I tried to drag her on any walks other than to toy stores or places with cookies, I didn’t get to check in with my husband at mile 5, 10, 20, etc. So we just saw him at the finish. It had been a long morning already, trying to get my kid to cooperate, battling the crowds, and, you know, eating chicken and waffles (Okay, that last part was a snap.) So by the time we climbed onto our seats on the bleachers near the finish we are overdue for a nap and kind of cranky. But then we settled in, and the music was playing, and the guys with the microphones were shouting people’s names and encouragement as they came in. Every few minutes someone in the crowd around us would burst out screaming and clapping, cheering on their person as they passed by and under the finish banner. People were crying, slapping hands as they ran past, pumping their fists. It was so awesome. (There was also the guy who finished, then stepped right in front of us and threw up five times in a row, which was NOT as fun to watch, but whatever.) We’d been tracking my husband on the mobile app, so we knew when to expect him, and when we saw him we screamed his name and jumped up and down. He was so focused he didn’t even see us. However, he did not throw up, so I call that a win. Anyway, it was really life affirming to see so many people reaching a personal goal, one right after the other. It made me think you can really do anything you put your mind to. And that’s always a nice thing to remember.

5. Finally, there was ANOTHER great inspiration this week: Robin Roberts returned to Good Morning America, five months to the day after her bone marrow transplant. Regular readers of this page know I am obsessed with GMA, and Robin is kind of like my pretend BFF (but in a friendly way, not a scary/stalkery one). Plus, one time when I visited, she let me sit it George Stephanopoulus’ chair!

Anyway, I bought the People cover with Robin on it and read it on the plane coming home from Austin. She was so positive and spiritual in her tweets and FB messages, but it was clear from article that she had some rough, hard times during the prep for her transplant and the recovery. I talk here a lot about my celebrity/pop culture obsessions, and how I love the Housewives and FNL and Amy Poehler. But Robin: she INSPIRES me. I kept thinking about her, in fact, as I watched all those people, some cheering, some grimacing, some crying as they finished the marathon. Whether your race is public or private, you’re the only one who can run it, and sometimes that takes more than you think you have. But all that really matters is somehow, you keep going. I’m going to think of her the next time I’m up against something that seems too much to handle. One foot in front of the other, over and over again, all the way to the finish.

Have a great weekend, everyone!