There is just something luxuriant about a long weekend. So much so that Tia and I opted to extend it
a little further by taking off Friday as well.
It was the first weekend in some time that I can remember really relaxing,
in between all the projects and errands we lately find ourselves embroiled
in. Of course, we did some of those
too.
Friday was a spa day.
Started with some chouquettes (an eggy donut-like pastry topped withsugar)
and chocolate croissants still soft from the oven from St. Honore. We then ambled down to the spa, where we
soaked our feet, drank tea, and had warm oil scalp massages…followed by 90
minute full body massages. It is a rare treat that we both expect to be
rarer once the baby comes (both because of cost and time). We finished up by dropping off some paint for
recycling and lunching at Grand Central (who have the BEST cowboy cookies you
can buy…second only to the ones Tia makes).
Of course, being us, we then managed to get outside and trim some
hedges, mow the lawn, and otherwise work on house projects.
The rest of the weekend followed a similar pattern, leisure
and work. Of accomplishments and down time. We drove up to the casino (lost a sum total
of less than $10 between the 2 of us), took in a happy hour at Trader Vics (the
most amazing crispy coconut shrimp and some seriously potent Mai Tais), and
made dinner for my in-laws. Also, we
pressure cleaned the driveway and walkways, trimmed every hedge, bush, and
plant in the front yard, weeded, hung shelving, cleaned, registered at Target
for baby stuff, put together a bed frame, bought a mattress and hauled it home,
and ran a smattering of other errands.
We also faced off with my old arch enemy….mulch.
For some reason, mulch ALWAYS misleads me. It seems like each bag should go so much
further, should cover so much more ground.
I had guessed maybe 8 bags of it for the front in between all the plants
(and mind you, it isn’t as though we live on a palatial plantation-like plot of
land) and Tia went ahead and picked up 12, which should SURELY be enough. Unsurprisingly, it wasn’t nearly enough. So, we have one half a finished product and
one half looking better than it did before, but rather less than impressive
comparatively. Damn you mulch!
So, what’s left?
Well, as Tia reminds me always, the projects NEVER end when you own a
home. We still need to paint the
stairway, mulch the other half of the yard, and finish up the back yard’s
planting. Plus, god knows how many other
things I have forgotten. The projects
aren’t all fun, but they are rewarding and I am invested in the outcomes. Still, it is nice to be able to step away now
and again and just do something fun with no real goals or intentions. Now if there were only a few more long
weekends. Preferably every weekend.
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