Thanksgiving is most definitely my favorite holiday. I love everything about it: the family time, the food, the relaxation, and the foliage. But it is hard to deny that a day of feasting and a night of board games and doggy snuggling on the couch breeds a weekend of laziness.
So for the three days following that wonderful fourth Thursday in November, I was a whole lot of lazy. I spent Friday sleeping in, watching football, beating my dad at chess, and eating leftovers.
Then I spent Saturday sleeping in, exploring Rock Creek park, beating Joshua at chess (apparently I love chess now), watching football, and eating leftovers.
After witnessing a terribly sad performance by the Florida gators, Josh suggested we beat the lazy spirit, and our disappointment, by doing something random. So I suggested going to Georgetown and walking to Virginia and back across the Key Bridge. So we did it and saw this on our way.
|Photo by Josh Bassett Photography|
We then wandered around and ate two expensive crepes at midnight on the Georgetown waterfront with schools of rats playing in the bushes behind us. Sorry chic new park by the river but you can't fool us, we're still in a major metropolis with little rodents everywhere. That aside, it was wonderful to go somewhere and do something unusual for a Saturday night, especially when it involved piling on even more calories with a Mac and cheese and a nutella peanut butter crepe. Perfect ingredients for a good night's sleep.
Sunday rolled around and I slept in, played frisbee, ate pumpkin pie froyo for lunch, picked Ingrid up at the airport, had a lovely long drive to catch up and then watched friends reruns all night while eating the last of the leftover sweet potatoes and stuffing. I had to soak up the last hours of acceptable lethargy before getting up the next morning and facing real life.
It's weird to have so much time with nothing really to do. Don't get me wrong, it is amazing. But on some level I guess I need to be busy. Somehow it was more simple for me to fit a run in today, after working eight hours, than it was on Friday or Saturday, when I had absolutely nothing on the agenda. It's been real, lazy weekend. I will miss you but I was ready to see you go.
The Best Phone Call Ever
I got a call tonight from Joyce, my best friend from college, who is currently attending grad school in Boulder CO. She and I, who were once inseparable, have seen each other for a mere 36 hours total in the past 15 months. To say I miss her would be a drastic understatement.
Anyway, Joyce graduates next May and has decided that she wants to join me for a month or more of cross-country bike ride 2012!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And yes, 75 exclamation points were necessary after that sentence.
Words can't even tell you how incredibly happy this makes me. Very very incredibly happy. The happiest. Now, I have only to talk to work and figure out if the whole trip is even possible. I plan to do that this week and I am only slightly terrified to hear what they say. But enough with the terror. I will leave you with "1,000 lovely words" to express my happiness after the best phone call ever.
How was your weekend? What was the best news you got this week?