When I come back to work on Monday, everyone is eager to share what they did over the weekend. I’m usually appalled by the boring repetitions of, “I slept all weekend.” If someone felt particularly ambitious, they might have gone out to dinner or read a few chapters of the latest best seller. It seems the older I get the more boring people become. They are satisfied with a fresh-cut lawn, a big dinner, and hours of mindless television. Let me give you a taste of the weekends I’ve had for the past month, and yes the weekend starts on Friday:
Friday July 4
Today started with the annual neighborhood bike parade for Independence Day. I prepare toCredit: Self heckle the announcer as I have done the past six years. He just wants to welcome the crowd, thank the volunteers who guard the road to protect the bikers from cars, and have a solemn ride through the neighborhood. Not on my watch. Throughout his speech on his two-step ladder, I punctuate it with whoops and spontaneous clapping. His consistent glares in my direction only spur me on.
After a hearty lunch I wrestled, played tag, and swung around my young nieces and nephews until they were tired out.
My family and I gathered to light off fireworks and to enjoy the firework displays from our neighbors. I played with sparklers and danced in the strobe lights. It was a good start to the weekend.
Saturday July 5
Morning to Afternoon
I moaned about how sore I was from all my activity the day before. But then I was invited to a car show, so I sucked it up and had a ball looking at all the cars.
My sister and I went to a variety show at the Funhouse Lodge. It was funny, scary, and just plain silly. I maintained cruising coolness for a good weekend.
Sunday July 6
I listened to “This American Life” while sipping on tea.
I prepared for the work week and went to bed like a responsible adult.
Friday July 11
I worked the day away and decided to clean the house, so I could play my whole birthday weekend.
Saturday July 12
I woke up early and treated myself to a car show before the heat became overwhelming. My Credit: selffavorite part of a car show is the conversations I overhear. It’s like watching adult men morph into excited ten-year-olds as they gush about their metal crush.
I retreat indoors from the heat and write some more on my latest book while my cats try to lure me away from the screen with their cuteness.
My parents take me to a new Mediterranean restaurant. We have the option to sit on pillows orCredit: Self in a classic booth. My father is still recovering from a motorcycle accident, so we opted for the booth. We enjoy stuffed grape leaves, babaganooj, and tea to start and then a wonderful hummus wrap. I was so full, but the house gave me a dessert which I shared with pleasure.
I was in the mood to experiment when I got home, so I dropped a denture cleansing tablet in my favorite tea cup and watched in amazement as the grit melted away.
Sunday July 13
My sister, niece, and I have been using the couch to 5k for about two months, and I ran for thirty minutes straight. It was quite the accomplishment for all of us.
I listened to “This American Life,” sipped tea, and checked my OkCupid account. A cute fellow asked me out on a date, score!
I get dolled up for my date at a local comedy show where my sister is going to be performing. I can’t shake the feeling that my date isn’t going to show up. I’ve never been stood up, and I wonder what it would feel like. The comedy is amazing and the first performer flirts with me from the stage teasing that we were meeting for the first time from an online dating site. It was poignant because my date never showed up. It still worked out for me.
Friday July 18
I rested after work to be ready for the jam-packed weekend ahead.
Saturday July 19
My sister, niece, and I run the first 5k of the season. We fuel up pre-run with a banana and walk around to limber up for the run. It was my first 5k ever, and I’m the pink blur in the way back of the pack. My time was a respectable 37:17, and it was a powerful way to start the day.
Credit: selfAfter a quick shower, I dashed to downtown Vancouver for Cruisn’ the Gut. It’s an annual cruise of classic and modern cars down Main Street. Another sister lives a few blocks away from the action, so the whole family gathers there for parking, and we then stand along the streets ogling the amazing machines that roar by.
I love the local comedy scene so my sister, and I drive out to Woodland to see one of our favorite comedians joke in a solo performance. We arrived early so we read a silly book out loud to each other in a park until it was time for the show.
Sunday July 20
I slept in until nine o’ clock, which is entirely unusual for me, but in rapid succession, I finished grocery shopping, cleaning the house, and prepping laundry for the week.
The point I’m trying to make is that a weekend is meant for living and experiencing the community around you. I’m not advocating that you blow off family time or rest and relaxation, but time that is wasted is gone forever. I challenge you to spice up your next weekend so you will have stories to share on Monday that will make your coworkers envious. If you are a weekend warrior like me, please share some of your latest adventures in a comment below.