This Weekend.

I think no matter where we are in the course of our lives, there is something about weekends that just feels different.  Maybe there is some sort of collective sigh heard round the globe as Friday starts to near the five o clock point.  Like the wave.  Lol, it's a funny thought, at least to me that beginning where-ever on this terrestrial ball that Friday begins that it makes it's way over time zone after time zone like frenzied fans in a packed stadium.  And I am that crazy uncomfortably fanatic fan.  When it comes to Fridays, I would gladly wear a giant cheese hat and put on tribal paint if it would make them come faster every week.

Because I love weekends, love that the days seem a little more easy....love the illusion that time seems to move a bit slower.  Love that people seem to suddenly have remebered how to breathe after holding in air all week long.





In honor of weekends here's a few things that, Lord willing, I will be doing with mine.

-Sleeping In-- Submerging myself in a sea of clean sheets, and more pillows than anyone should have on their bed.

--Having an extra cup of coffee-- I try to keep myself to one cup per day during the week, this is because I kick my legs at night like you wouldn't believe if I have more.  I limit myself for the sake of my husband, who has to get up early.  He doesn't get up early on the weekends...So I can chug and kick away!! (insert sinister chuckle here)

--Having a McDonalds Bagel Sandwich, with Canadian Bacon -instead of regular bacon- and a Diet Coke.  I am not a fan of McDonald's most of the time...and I love really good Bagels (I am married to a guy from Long Island--trust me the bagel thing is an issue) and McDonald's bagels aren't really 'good' bagels by New York standards at least...but I dearly love this sandwich and once or twice a month I have one for a weekend treat.

--Seeing people I really like.  We go to church on Saturday nights with a really amazing group of real people.  I like them...I also like my sisters, and my family in general.  I plan to see them--Sometimes during the week we work through being around people that are wired different than us, and I think that's actually wonderful because it keeps a person flexible and able to maintain a healthy perspective.  But on weekends, if I am able, I enjoy being around the people that really 'get' me, and me them.  It's nice to be around someone you can just say whatever to and they know what you mean because they have known you.

--Thrifting!!!!  There is a huge estate sale this weekend near where I live and I am so excited to attend!!!!  There's just something thrilling about hunting through a bevy of useless junk to find that one item that makes your eyes light up!  I hope my eyes light up so much people have to wear ray-bans...vintage ones.

So what are you doing with your weekend?

Had to put this in...that's Molly, one of our Border mixes.
I have never seen her stick out her tongue before, and she did it right when I clicked the camera.
The best part is that the item in the picture is a vintage Veterinarian bag we just listed on my husband's Etsy shop, Mantiquities.

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We were on vacation.

We can't afford the Bahamas or Paris.

We aren't really as outdoorsy as all that, so we never go camping.

There are a dozen different things we could do with time away, but we like to go to thrift stores...

Not just any thrift stores mind you, we like to hit the ones near the neighborhoods we dream of living in, but never actually would.  Not just because we couldn't afford it...but because every mini mansion looks sorta the same.  I have a philosophy that manicured lawns are really part of an illuminati plot to gain control over our communities through turf builder...anyway

This was such a day, we were in such a place, ready to walk out when my husband checked the glass case by the door.

Now, I never check the glass case, I have snubbed it because of too many 'porcelian' plates marked antique that say made in China on them...but the Jon is different.  He's a hopeful sort and so he checked.  And there, in all it's ragged box and secondhand glory it sat.  The Magellan GPS.  Insert beam of light and angel chorus here.

It was twenty dollars.  Twenty dollars to us is like, well twenty dollars before the goverment printed extra and made it worth like, fourteen dollars.  But it was a piece of technology that had hitherto eluded us, and to my husband it was like honey in the comb.  So we bought it.  It didn't work.  You knew that was going to happen didn't you...?

But when we tried it there had been the smallest flash of a screen, so we took it to Best Buy and decided to gamble on a charger and the knowledge of someone almost pre-pubescent.  The kid was right....and it worked!

Later on in the life of the Magellan GPS Roadmate 300, we had to call customer service where they transferred us to an old guy in the basement near a moldy stack of product manuals from the 19th century.  He was evidentally the only one who remembered how to change the hamster in a wheel battery on the thing.  Ok, no hamster, but our GPS is really really old.

So old that it doesn't know that certain roads exist, or lakes even...but it has been a faithful companion on many a thrift store expedition.

Lesson here...you can sometimes get decent technology--if you are willing to use older tech, and if you are wise enough to look in the glass case.

Happy Hunting!