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The End of the Weekend.

Another weekend comes to a close, and again I sit on my sofa in Sunday recovery mode preparing and reflecting on my place in this big ol’ universe.  I spent time seeing friends, imbibing, laughing, and listening to good music. The crown jewel of my weekend was an almost 3 mile hike through a James River trail (the most exercise I think I have ever done on a weekend) with our final destination being the Richmond Folk Festival.  Good beers were flowing, and I had a great time.  I danced with my boyfriend and ran into some friends I had not seen in years.

 

I managed to backslide and hit the drive thru at Wendy’s for an oh so tasty classic single and a cola, the best hangover cure IMO. It is tradition that I allow the cobwebs to grown in my kitchen on the weekend, because everyone needs a break.  Let’s be frank, I am doing the world a service by not cooking on the weekend.  No one would want to come over for a full hot meal on Saturday evening when there are cocktails and small plates to be had. Note to self: plan a dinner party, but that will be for another post.

 

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Smooches!

Riiiiiise and Shiiiiiiine

It’s Saturday! I have managed to roll myself out of the bed and only made it as far as the sofa. As unproductive as it may sound I would not want this morning happening any other way. My boyfriend headed out for a paddle down the James; and I have the sweet reward of the ice cold Gatorade he forgot to take with him (haha victory is miiiiiine).

It is not often that I get to veg out alone on the couch, but I forgot how relaxing it can be to relinquish all my cares about a sensible diet and pound down an icy cold cola (my favorite hangover cure other than hair of the dog). To top off my smorgasbord of bull shit sugary drinks there is a bag of harvest cheddar sun chips. This is life. And I must say, I have zero complaints right now.

As a final touch to my Saturday morning relaxation station Netflix sent me a push notification to let me know that the PBS series Mind of a Chef dropped it’s second season. The icing on this final touch is that this season is dedicated to the food culture of the south. Not just fried chicken and chitterlings but a fine melange of all the fruits, vegetables, and grains that grow here. This morning is perfect.