Unlike many of our retired empty nester friends (or our favorite Dowager), weekends are still a big deal for us. We make definite plans for Friday and Saturday night meals (usually not featuring leftovers) and TV watching. Marc typically plays golf on Saturday and Sunday, which means we don’t walk together and I have My Time. Then we’ll spend late Saturday and Sunday afternoons together, catching up and watching sports (aka “knitting”). It’s a really nice mix of together and alone time. and I always look forward to it.
The Winter Months are a challenge. because golf doesn’t always happen. Marc is finding ways to spend his weekdays. but weekends without two days of golf mean more home time for Marc … and for me:
A solid round of snacks on Friday night
and an awesome meal on Saturday night (complete with placemats and candles!). Marc grilled ribs and sweet potatoes and roasted broccoli. For Sunday night, he made stuffed mushrooms. I am more than happy to be washing the dishes!
Saturday afternoon, Lauren and I walked in the park. and Sunday morning I walked (almost) to the lake by myself. I spied this bed of (almost) daffodils on Saturday and wanted to see them up close.
As much as I love walking with someone else, nothing can beat the freedom of walking by myself.
I spent much of yesterday afternoon attending “Child & Youth Safety Training” at church. Everyone who volunteers with folks under the age of 18 is required to take the class (along with a background check) every three years. Coming off a week where we learned more about nuns being abused, and today I saw that the Southern Baptist church has its own problems … I am grateful we Presbyterians are taking a very hard line about policy, prevention and practice. The woman sitting behind me was complaining at first about “all this new oversight” and the woman sitting next to me told her “this stuff has been happening for years … we’re getting smarter about it now.” yep!
There was golf on Saturday, and that allowed me ample time for a FaceTime call with Diane, along with weaving in ends and washing and drying Sara’s sweater. I put it into the dryer until “just damp” and laid it flat to finish. I wouldn’t consider myself an expert on superwash, but this yarn performed better than any others I’ve used. Super Happy with how it all turned out. and more than Super Happy that it’s now headed her way.
and finally, I took this photo at 6:30 pm last night.It’s not daylight, but it’s light – the days are indeed getting longer!
and on that note – Happy Monday!