Saturday, January 16, 2010

“Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week”

Weekends are for naps on couches in the afternoon sun.

For rocking chairs and new books, ideally paired together.

Weekends are for late nights with old and new friends, and coming home to kiss the cheeks of a sleeping beauty.

They're for movies with moms. Coffee with husband. Morning yard runabouts with the little one. Pizza and museum plans with Dad.

And sometimes weekends are also for unexpected hospital visits, nebulizer treatments, sleepless nights and make-do dinners with random ingredients (want to guess how well hard boiled eggs and Jodphur lentils go together?)...

Oh weekend, my old friend. You never cease to surprise me!


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