Gentle reader, it’s been one of those weekends that leaves you with a happy glow and a contented heart. Nothing overly spectacular occurred, no lottery was won, no fancy trip was taken. It was just a simple, fairly quiet weekend that ended up being pure awesome.
Everything started off perfectly. My husband had Friday off so there was no alarm ringing at 4:00 a.m. I slept for six hours straight- which is the best sleep I’ve had all month.
Also, on Friday we had Taco Bell for lunch. I love Taco Bell. It’s delicious and cheap. If I didn’t have iron-clad control I would run for the border every single day of my life. Then I’d probably die from coronary disease, but it would be such a delicious death.
This morning I got to visit one of the happiest places on earth- Sam’s Club. So many aisles with huge containers of whatever food product you need. It’s a stockpiler’s dream. Each time I go to Sam’s Club I pick a few things to load up on. If Indianapolis ever has a hurricane, I will be ready.
(Yes, I realize that Indiana is a landlocked state and therefore it will never experience a hurricane. I’m geographically hip, people. It’s only my justification for buying lots of groceries.)
This afternoon the moon was in the seventh hour and Jupiter aligned with Mars, so I decided to make a dessert item. I’m a decent cook but I tend to stick with salty, savory food. Making the sweet stuff just doesn’t make my to-do list all that often. Therefore, my kids were pleasantly shocked and thrilled with my actions. For a few moments I was the coolest person they knew.
Later today our whole family went to Will and Trinity’s piano recital. If there is anything more fantastic, more wonderful, more amazing than watching your children kick some butt (even if it is in classical music), then I don’t know what that could be.
Finally, to finish the day off, we all crowded into the living room and enjoyed a movie together. In a year, I won’t remember what we watched, but I will remember how Will laughed so long he almost passed out and that Eden laughed so much she fell off the couch. Sometimes the best entertainment is watching the people you love most.
All in all, it was a simple, low-key weekend and I loved every minute of it.
The older I get (and some days, gentle reader, I feel really old) the more I am convinced that it’s not the once-in-a-lifetime moments that make our existence compelling and worth living.
It’s all the small, seemingly mundane things that matter most. It’s eating something delicious, or finding a great deal on mozzarella cheese, or clapping for your kid. That’s what puts the magic in life.
So what magical things happened with you this weekend?