Weekending

the days of the week are taking on an unmistakable cadence.

i can almost predict my state of mind by the hour.

it goes like this: pulse, beat, throb, swing, lilt, quell.

then the sun sets on friday and it is relief.

relief from the rhythm i have almost come to dread.

and the weather has me almost researching global warming.

mike and i went for a moonlit walk friday evening.

we both revered aloud all the stars in the sky.

it was a show.

he picked up pizzas for dinner because friday is pizza night.

i picked out a movie.

i might be banned after mother!

and we are game for obscure and controversial most of the time.

saturday plans fell through for all except Lily who went out with jess.
she gave the movie and the burger 10s.

we kept ourselves busy and entertained.

church on sunday was followed by a stop at the public market for pastries with my guys.

most days i feel a residual peace after mass, but instead i started to feel prickly and sad.

it started to snow and that got me thawing.

go figure.

by the time we gathered for sunday dinner i felt present and grateful and happy.

we all enjoyed taco domingo.

it may be a new tradition because i like the way it sounds. and tastes.

i stayed up into monday morning catching up on a fave show and watching the snow fly...

dreading the start of a new week.

feeling that time is both lambent and elusive.

rise and fall: pulse, beat, throb, swing, lilt, quell.