wonderful weekends

Sometimes I think we’re busier on the weekends than we are on any weekday. This time of year the idea of the weekend always hits me hard. They seem to slip away. We’re trying to get together with some college friends, plan a night with the girls, invite some friends over one Saturday, a sleepover here or there, oh and there’s Halloween and block one Saturday out for Thanksgiving and two more for Christmas and New Year’s … what’s left, really?

What’s left is a Sunday morning with nothing penciled in. Maybe it’s this Sunday. The greatest thing about the weekend is that, in general, all five of us are under one roof – our roof – for enough time to do more than just sleep.

So even if it’s Pop Tarts and a CapriSun to your Toast and Coffee, sit together for a few minutes. Maybe you’ll share a pizza after the game Saturday. Put it in the middle of the kitchen table and ask everyone to sit down.

They might balk or roll their eyes. Your partner might let out one of those sighs that gets on your nerves so badly. Have somebody grab some napkins (It’s been my experience that pizza is best appreciated without a plate!) and sit down together. You might not even talk this time, but the table will be set for your future efforts. Good luck and have a wonderful weekend.