Yesterday afternoon Dale and I were sitting together on the couch having a snack and chatting. And he turned to me and said, “this was the perfect weekend. You were in charge of one day and I was in charge of the other.” Ummm. I’m not sure which day he thinks he was in charge of but, sure, I’ll go with that. And he was right about the weekend being perfect, for sure.
On Friday I did not watch the inauguration. I was actually doing my grocery shopping at noon and remained happily ignorant of the proceedings. Okay, not really. I was keenly aware of the time and knew what was happening but chose not to witness it. I spent the rest of the afternoon knitting and reading, journaling about my feelings (it helps) and getting ready for some Friday night company.
You know that Friday nights are generally a time we set aside for just us. No company, no plans, we stay home and catch our breaths and it’s a great way to end the week and ease into the weekend. Sometimes, though, an opportunity presents itself that makes us break those Friday night rules. So, when Doreen texted me on Thursday and said they’d be in Boston on Friday afternoon and would we be around when they headed home around 5 and would be maybe want to get some sushi, I jumped at the chance.
The sushi was fantastic, of course. We’re very lucky to have Tatami, a fabulous sushi restaurant right here in town and they deliver. I know for a lot of you that’s probably not a big deal but here in the ‘burbs our take out options are pretty much limited to pizza and Chinese. The addition of this sushi place has been a bright spot in our bleak take out choices. So we had a great night of sushi and wine, games and catching up.
On Saturday morning I got up and made a list of things we could do that day. I showed it to Dale when he joined me for coffee and I said, “you know, hygge is great but sometimes you need to get out and have some fun.” And boy, did we have fun! Jo-Ann joined us and we first went to the small business marketplace at Simpson Spring.
From there we headed to The Farmer’s Daughter for a late breakfast. We had a bit of a wait but we didn’t mind one bit since the weather was warm enough that we could be comfortable outside. The Bacon Bloody Marys didn’t hurt, either. Our meals was fabulous, a burger for Dale and chicken and waffles benedict for Jo-Ann and I. The waitress called that dish life-changing and she may have been right about that.
After lunch we did some antiquing at The Eclectic Collection. We wandered around the booths and had fun looking at lots of things we remembered from our childhoods.
Dale found this doll and Jo-Ann shrieked, “look, it’s Kellyanne Conway!” All that was missing, as my friends on Facebook pointed out, was the cat buttons.
We ended the afternoon at Black Hat Beer Works, a great little brewery in our area. The Chili Chocolate Stout was awesome, I must say. Dale and I spent the rest of the evening playing Mexican Train, a great way to end a very fun day.
Hygge was back in play on Sunday. I cleaned out and sorted some kitchen cabinets. Dale worked outside for a while, cleaning out (and throwing out!!) some things in the garage. I played around with some watercolors and made some soup for my lunch this week.
And then we got ready for the Pats game. Jo-Ann and Shawn joined us and we had a great time cheering on our team. We’re going to the Super Bowl!!
So, it was a great weekend. And no, we didn’t attend the Woman’s March in Boston on Saturday. We had talked about it and even sort of planned on it but ultimately chose not to go. Watching the news Saturday night and seeing all those pink hats and women and men coming together to protest Trump’s policies I did sort of wish we had. But, I’m sure this march was only the first step, and there will be plenty of opportunities for being activists. I won’t miss out on the next one.