I don’t know how it happened or why it happened, but our weekend is wide open, and I am loving it. We have dinner plans on Friday night, but according to our calendar Saturday and Sunday are blissfully empty. I first noticed this weird phenomenon on Monday and casually mentioned it the Hubby, “It looks like we got nothing going on this weekend. Any chance we can keep it that way?” All week long, I’ve been cautiously optimistic, hoping and praying we’ve don’t get invited to something at the last-minute, and I don’t want to say this too loudly, but it’s looking like all systems are a go.
Since nothing is going on, I plan to do some yard work, some cooking, some hanging with the Hubby, and maybe even put a nice dent in my book, which really just got interesting. I know how to rage. Finally a free weekend, and I want to play in the dirt and the kitchen.
You know what else I’m loving lately, other than wide open weekends as far as the eye can see? Or at least as far as July weekends go on the calendar.
Children that aren’t mine. Look at these adorable faces. Being an aunt is the best. All the love, none of the poop.
Peaches in my morning smoothly and really just in my mouth. These peaches are fall off the pit good. If you eat them as is, I recommend the bite-slurp method so you can get all their juicy goodness. And we finally, finally got peaches in our CSA share this week. I’ll be sharing the past two weeks with you next week.
Friday night dinner plans at a Japanese Hibachi Steakhouse. Food from other cultures tend to be a lot more vegetarian friendly, and it’s pretty entertaining to have your meal cooked at your table. It’s performance food.
Making my own pickles because that’s how I roll now. Also, I found out just how ridiculously easy they are (Thanks Liz). Add your pickling cucumbers to a store-bought jar of pickles, let them sit in there for a week, and viola, you have pickles. Of course, it means eating an entire jar of store-bought pickles just to make room for my soon to be pickles.
Living to see yet another day. Life is precious and I try to appreciate all the moments, even the painful ones because you can usually learn something from them.
I’m absolutely loving this leg workout. It’s 100% doable while watching television, so you can finally catch up on your DVR shows while making your legs look rocking, especially if you are watching “So You Think You Can Dance.” Those ladies and gents are pure inspiration, and of course there’s Cat Deely. I ♥ her.
The potential of making stuffed patty pan squash this weekend. It looks a wee bit complicated, and I tend to stick with simple, but I think I’m going to try anyway. Wish me luck, and here’s the original recipe source: http://ohsheglows.com/2010/07/20/pretty-in-the-pan-stuffed-patty-pan-squash/ just in case you wanna make squash with me too.
Sparkly shoes and well, pretty much all shoes, except clogs. I do not under any circumstances love clogs. Little plastic boxes on your feet, yuck, and they do nothing for your calves. Also, these are not my legs because my skin, no matter how much sun I get, will never go beyond a golden shade of white. I like to think of it as ivory or porcelain.
Thug love baby. I just might be jamming to some old school Hip Hop this weekend because “Damn it feels good to be a gangster.” Of course, I’ll probably follow it up with ABBA, some Grateful Dead, maybe a little classic rock, anything from the eighties, followed by Pop and perhaps even a touch of Broadway (jazz hands baby). My musical taste, much like my spastic brain, are all over the map. Anyway you cut it though, it’s gonna be a dance party weekend. Come dance and cook with me.
Here’s to hoping your weekend is just as fabulous as sparkly shoes, and shit.
Do you have big weekend plans? Are your favorite weekends those with no plans? What’s on your iPod?