At last.

But I can’t really say that, as, looking back, the work week has flown by.

Enough generic sentences. Time for specifics.

Tonight: Not sure what’s planned.

Tomorrow: Work on article for Wedding Dresses magazine. Run a few errands. Read more of “The Grapes of Wrath.” Get caught up on my issues of The New Yorker? Wedding reception at Creighton Prep High School.

Sunday: More reading. Clip coupons from the Sunday World-Herald. Maybe a trip to the Summer Arts Festival in downtown Omaha.

I was pulled into two episodes of “The O.C.” last night on Fox. Bad, Wendy. Bad, bad, bad.

Musically, I’ve been enjoying “X&Y” by Coldplay, as well as “Cold Roses” by Ryan Adams.

My new favorite album: “Erlend Øye” by DJ Kicks. DELICIOUS!

I rented the movie “Spanglish” last night. I recall seeing previews for the film and was rather intrigued. However, I found the movie to be slow moving and a bit dramatic for my taste.

I’m thankful I only paid $4 and change to rent the DVD, rather than $6 or $7 to watch it in the theater.

Kweller is mowing. It appears he now owns an iPod, as I can see the signature white earbuds dangling from his ears as he shaves his lawn to a shorter length.

It is nearing 1 p.m.

Ah, to be a kid on summer vacation.

I am jealous.

Busy, relaxing and eventful weekend.

To recap:

Friday night: College World Series game. Ate a huge hot dog and cheese fries. Delicious and nutritious.

Saturday: Wrote an article for One Magazine. Shopped for the essentials at Target. Yet another fabulous dinner at The Flatiron, featuring a New York strip with a lobster bernaise sauce, warm potatoes and asparagus. For dessert: chocolate mousse.

Sunday: Wrote an article for Today’s Omaha Woman magazine. Did a load of laundry. Read the latest issue of Oprah’s magazine, as well as more of “The Grapes of Wrath.” Celebrated Father’s Day with my dad and Matthew’s dad. Ate steak, Suddenly Salad, cheese rice and lettuce salad, as well as strawberry shortcake.

Fin.

I’m certain the literary world is seething at this. I’m foregoing the David Sedaris reading tonight to attend the second game of the 2005 College World Series.

But the tickets are free! And from what I’m told, they’re darn good seats.

I’m also hoping to catch the Wednesday night game.

I’m not so much of a baseball fan as I am a fan of the food associated with such national championship events.

Go hot dogs! Go funnel cake! Go peanuts!

On Friday, author David Sedaris will read from his latest book, “Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim,” at the Bookworm here in Omaha. I already own a signed copy of this book; I purchased it from Prairie Lights bookstore in Iowa City long after his book signing. However, I hope to have Sedaris sign my copy a second time.

In music news, Matthew and I will see Rufus Wainwright and Ben Folds play Kansas City in August. I’m so very excited!

When I heard the phrase “not guilty” spoken 10 separate times yesterday during live coverage of Michael Jackson’s trial, I can’t say I was surprised. Although the charges I read about sounded terrible, they didn’t link together to create a solid case against the pop star.

It seems the media treats Jackson like a freak, a weirdo. But the judicial system, I think, did its job. The prosecution didn’t have enough evidence to prove Jackson is an illegal man.

Sure, Jacko may be a little odd, but that doesn’t immediately make him a without-a-doubt criminal.

In other news: The rain has finally stopped, after about a week’s worth of wetness. Here comes the sun!

Dark chocolate Twix bar.

Cheddar Triscuits.

I must be trying to set a record of the greatest time between updates. Eight days certainly comes close, wouldn’t you say?

Since come back into town from my business trip, I have been going non-stop. Not only is my full-time job keeping me busy; I’m picking up more freelance work than ever before. I’m being assigned more stories than when I worked at the Bellevue Leader. I’m certainly not complaining, merely observing. More freelance work means more exposure and more money. Gotta love that.

I saw “Cinderella Man” last night with Matthew and his sister. Despite the film being a bit too brutal for my taste (yes, I know it’s a boxing movie), I thought it was excellent. The characters are fantastic and their stories immediately draw you in. Much of the film is set during the Great Depression. Quite the coincidence, as I just started reading “The Grapes of Wrath” by John Steinbeck.

I have a number of freelance projects that I absolutely must wrap up this weekend. Wish me luck.

In the spirit of the Deep Throat news, Matthew and I are watching “All the President’s Men,” which I’ve owned on DVD for years. Great movie!

I’m out of town for work this week. And, as such, my “healthy eating plan” has gone down the crapper.

Oh, who am I kidding? I don’t even have a “healthy eating plan.”

Yesterday, my diet consisted of:

-A personal pan cheese pizza from Godfather’s, at the airport
-A Ketel One and cranberry, short
-A baseball stadium hot dog
-A bag of potato chips
-A HUGE yellow cupcake with chocolate frosting
-A half-glass of wine

Today? Who knows what I’ll eat!

I’m already hungary.