I've been a little busy fighting City Hall for the entire City. It's been a "I saw you on TV" kind of week and it's not over. More later.
Although I've enjoyed reading about everyone's long weekend. I have to be honest that I don't know what a weekend is anymore.
So, What's a Weekend? It's these conceptual units of time. Time for all the things that cannot be fit into the other five days. I've been retired for six years and although I remember what a weekend is, it no longer applies.
So what day is today? Oh, that's right, It's Tuesday. That pretty much means you all have only four days to work. Yay, Yay, Yay!
What's it mean for me? Every day is the same. Ask Matt and Jessi how many times I g-chat a message something like, "Hi" or "I love you" or "You there?" while they're at work. Sorry Kids!
"EVEN" |
Okay, weekends DO mean something to me. This last weekend was full of activities. Saturday I enjoyed the fruits of my labor when over 80 people showed up for a Neighborhood Flower Planting and Clean-Up I organize each year, Wow!
I also was able to spend some quality time with my Jessi Girl. Lots of heartfelt conversation, dreaming and realizing how the gap has closed between us as Mother and Daughter and that she can say, "Hey, can I talk to my friend about something?" Always, beautiful!
~ More beautiful on the inside ~ |
I'm so happy you all had such great weekends. Have a great week!