Good times, does it have to stop?

I can't believe we went out as much as we did this past weekend. It's not like we partied around the clock (far from it). It just seems like Dellis and I spent a lot of time together and a lot of the time involved ordering food and drinks.

Now, it's Monday and I have to go to work again. Maybe that doesn't carry the same amount of weight considering how much I love, love, love, what I do for a living. It's just that the sun is shining and I wouldn't mind at all another day to sit at the new Starbucks around the corner, sip a caramel frapp and read the paper.



I know I'd miss the rush I get as I drive my microwave van to work through downtown. It's just really tough to want to leave the house today.

I know once I get going, I'll be fine.



Maybe it's because I had such a nice time with my wife over the last few days. The thought of being here and surprising her when she gets home this afternoon sounds a lot better than chasing down an interview (right now, at least).

I don't want to forget to mention the "good (the name of the place is "good") microbrew and grill" where we had lunch Sunday afternoon. Yeah, I know. We're spoiled. Come on, this is after raising three kids. We promise to settle down soon, we're just enjoying the freedom.

Anyway, back to "good". I had a chicken wrap with rice and blue cheese. Dellis had the "good salad" (stuffed meatloaf on a bed of lettuce) and I tried a new beer that was pretty darn good itself.

Keep in mind, it's hard for me not to like a beer in a frosted glass. Your mileage may vary.



It may seem like I'm a bit scattered here, but it all fits perfectly in my mind.

If I hadn't said it before, I'm pretty frustrated and angry over the state of the world. The thing is, I can barely give the world events more than a passing thought. This is a very heavy time in our household as our youngest daughter gets ready to leave for college. Parents who have had to make the adjustment probably know exactly what I'm talking about. For all the happiness involved, I wouldn't be honest if I didn't say it's also very difficult knowing we're going to have to soon let go. I'll try to keep it in perspective, but it hurts.

So, I hope that helps you to understand. The simple pleasures I enjoy and spending time with my wife seem at least as important as anything going on in the world right now.

Sometimes a weekend off, really needs to be a weekend off.