Long weekends at home are for relaxing.
And sighing. Heh huuhhhhhhhhh.
Long weekends at home are for heading downtown to meet friends, parking, meeting up, and THEN deciding what to do and where to go.
And then deciding to get sushi.
And then realizing that the place you chose has an all-night happy hour.
Mmm.
Long weekends at home are for golfing, for them.
Long weekends at home are for aimlessly shopping, for us.
Long weekends at home are for cooking entire meals on the grill.
Long weekends at home are for sleeping in.
And then making super-eggs with everything you found in the fridge.
And then making coffee.
And then wasting away half the day on the porch, reading and sipping.
Long weekends at home are for grilling out with the neighbors, sipping a margarita at 1pm, and winning the boards & bags tournament.
And then walking home and cooling in the air conditioning.
And then opening a bottle of wine.
Mmm.
Long weekends at home are for finally reading that pile of magazines that’s collected on the dining room chair that one of you has read but the other hasn’t and you’re starting to lose track and laughing about opinions that Steve Forbes wrote about related to the news, like, in January.
Long weekends at home are for buying the canine a new rawhide and catching up on your Netflix instant streaming queue.
Long weekends at home are for finally buying your annuals from the hardware store, only to realize that it’s too dang hot already and you don’t feel like planting them.
And not really caring.
Except when you glance at them twenty-four hours after you set them on the cement by the trash can in the driveway and they were sagging and wilted and grey.
Whoops!
Long weekends at home at delicious.
And usually contain chocolate.
Specifically, frozen Dove bars.
Maybe even an entire box of them.
(You didn’t hear it from me.)
Long weekends at home are for discussing the future while washing the dishes.
And being pretty darn excited about it.
Long weekends at home are…long weekends at home are for…they’re for…they’re…they’re just…
Mmm.
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