We left a trail of destruction as we worked on our new! improved! countertop. Worst project ever. We're about halfway done with the whole renovation though, so those eight-plus hours of staining and cementing and sawing and polyurethane-ing weren't totally in vain.
Matt and I kept our Valentine's Day celebration low-key (he made us an excellent steak dinner and we swapped cards on Thursday), and over the weekend I helped host a Valentine's girls night, complete with a White Elephant chick-flick swap and Magic Mike.
Oh, and cat wine. And way too much dessert. Mmmmm.
How was your weekend? Anyone else go to a Valentine's Day party?