I have that annoying “Friday, Friday …” song stuck in my head, which is just unfair because it’s entirely too early on a Monday morning. A Monday morning that involves me going to work soon while everyone else sleeps late in observance of MLK day.
Did you have a lovely weekend? What did you do?
I did a little of this and a little of that, which you can see in Five Senses Monday, where I reflect on the weekend through the five senses. Play along in your own blog or in the comments. I’m curious what each of your are “sensing.”
My new favorite salad: romaine topped with a crumbled Trader Joe’s veggie burger and tossed with garlic hummus (also yummy stuffed in a pita pocket). Diner coffee and a shared basket of fries. A bite of a friend’s port wine ice cream (yes, you read correct — wine ice cream … nothing says “goodbye, we’ll miss you,” like ice cream). Teriyaki chicken and iced tea with Emma and Cindy in Sacramento.
Sad: Because my friend Amber moved all the way to Texas Friday, though I’m extremely proud of her. A heavy heart: for a little boy during a hard time. Comfy: as I stayed in my pjs one until the sun went down.
A motorcycle convention radiating into the car (not pleasant, sirs). Sweetie, my Border Collie, communicating to me with non-stop squeaky toy lingo.
Like a movie scene, Amber getting on the tram at the airport while her entourage waved with teary eyes. My favorite magazine/trinket store, Newsbeat, completely empty and closed up. Sweetie sitting in the bathtub — in the dark — waiting for a bath. Lots of vintage clothes I adored and loathed in Sac.
Garlic and mushrooms cooking in olive oil … I could eat that as en entire meal (Portabello steaks this week, perhaps?).
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Enjoy your week, friends. Here are a few photos of lately, via Hipstamatic/Instagram:
The aftermath of a three-hour dinner with friends after learning that Amber would be leaving us in California and moving to her home state, Texas. Grill cheese and Port wine ice cream may have been involved:On Friday, a few of us loaded into my toaster and drove the girl with the one-way ticket to the airport. We took group pictures together — and they also took pictures of the creepy bunny sculpture that looks like Superman:
I got home Friday to a quiet house and found a package from Kinfolk waiting for me. Volume Two of the magazine finally arrived, and I wanted nothing more than to savor it. I waited, though, until Saturday morning. I read a little, but not too much because I didn’t want it to end:And then I read a little more Sunday morning, too:I did spend one entire day this weekend at home. In my PJs. It was awesome, and I highly recommend it. I worked on my website, made Amber a blog banner, cooked up some food, cried over “Where the Red Fern Grows,” started an art project and watched the entire third season of “United States of Tara” (did you know it’s canceled?):I made country potatoes in the oven: And Saturday, I finally got showered and dressed after the sun went down. Honestly, it was one of those “I want to hang out with someone, but it’s too late or no one is around” moments. So I thought about the other thing I wanted … ice cream. And then I thought about all the gym time and salads from the week, and made a healthier, layered banana/whipped cream/pudding parfait in a jar instead. Whoa — big night out at the market. And then we have Sweetie. She is the comedic relief in my life. The other day — and every day since — she hopped in the bathtub and sat there in the dark while she waited for a (second) bath:Excitement was getting my Christmas gifts from Maggie this week. She knows my love of food memoirs, so she bought me the Best Food Writing of 2011 so I can perhaps discover other food writers. I’m so excited to read it. It’s another book I’ll need to savor, so I haven’t started it yet. I also received the 5-year journal, where you answer one question every day and it repeats for five years. I love it, and I’ll definitely share some entries from this baby. And don’t you love the beaded necklace? She made it with a beautiful charm that says, “You are Loved.”
Lastly, I opened a cool Whimsy for Wendy’s poster from her ebook, and it’s now hanging in my cubicle.
Monday started with an early lunch out with a retired coworker, Mike, who always shares stories of his early days in the newspaper industry and trips along the Northern California coast:After a long week and lazy Saturday at home, I was excited to do something fun with Cindy and Emma. We grabbed our cameras and his vintage stores in Sacramento:How was your weekend? Any highlights? Any senses?