When I was a kid, Memorial Day was, like, the last vacation day at school. We’d have Memorial day and then, like, two (maybe three) more weeks of school and then SUMMER VACATION, BABY! And the school year didn’t start in earnest until almost Labor Day and then we could have a quick 3-day weekend to help ease us back into the groove of going to school.
Now, I understand, school is more or less wrapping up now. Kids are looking forward to going back to school in the middle of August.
That ain’t right.
That said, due to a handful of 12 hour days this week, my timesheet is good as of closing time on Thursday and I am blessed with a 4-day weekend to help kick off the summer for me.
I’m going to spend it doing chores. We haven’t been to Costco or Trader Joe’s in a while, you see, and the apples that they have at King Soopers are just barely okay but the ones at Safeway taste like wax decorations. So we have to probably go to Whole Foods and pick up some of the artisanal small-batch apples that they sell (I keep hoping to see Kiku apples but those have a cicadia-like cycle, it seems), Costco to pick up the 55-gallon drums of this and that, and Saturday night seems to be a D&D night so I’ll likely want to hit the regular grocery store to make something or other to snack on.
(Theory: Instead of using heavy whipping cream instead of milk in the cheesecake recipe, see if Bailey’s would work.)
All in all, I am aghast that this year has whipped past as quickly as it has. How in the heck is it Memorial Day already? The year just started!
Oh my gosh! We need to grill some meat!
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)