Sigh. You know how some weekends are wonderful and some are not? This weekend was… not. I don’t know if Mars is in retrograde or it’s a full moon or both or neither, but this was one of those weekends in which the kids were at each other’s throats from sun-up on Saturday to sun-down on Sunday. We didn’t go more than half an hour of daylight without a tantrum, a screaming fight (or fistfight) or both… all. weekend. long. Add to that the fact that I had to work both days – I have a boatload of deadlines next week and I’m out of commission at a client site for two days. And Friday was the last day of camp, and none of our babysitters were available, so Steve and I are staring down the barrel of three weeks with basically no childcare. Is it time to go back to school yet? Sorry to be so glum, guys. It wasn’t all bad – there were a couple of bright spots, including a walk to the waterfront and a stop by Old Town Books; delicious handmade pasta at a new-to-us restaurant; and a cool summer art installation at the Torpedo Factory (pic above) – I love art that incorporates natural elements, so this was very much my jam. But that’s about all I can say in this weekend’s favor. It just wasn’t our day(s).
Reading. It was another slow reading week, despite what it looks like here. I spent the entire workweek over Silas Marner – like Mrs. Dalloway, I loved it, but between parenting, commuting, and evening work – it took me awhile to get through it. To Kill a Mockingbird: a Graphic Novel went faster; I found it on an endcap at the library and devoured it in less than twenty-four hours. I also tore through Mosses and Lichens, a new collection of poetry that I picked up at Old Town Books, in one sitting – that’s probably not the best way to read poetry, but I have tried to slow down my reading speed and I just can’t do it. Ended the weekend with Stories, by Katherine Mansfield – another one to tally up on the Classics Club Challenge. With another busy week ahead, I am predicting the same sort of reading pattern next week, too.
Watching. Instead of working on a brief, like I should have been doing, I had a glass of wine and watched most Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald, on Sunday night. We made it to about 45 minutes from the end, so will probably finish tonight. I’m sure I’ll regret slacking later, but it’s always nice to spend time in the wizarding world. (I still wish JKR had told this story via novels, though…)
Listening. I needed a break from sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll, so I put Daisy Jones & the Six on pause and went back to podcasts for the week. Had a lovely time over quite a few, catching up on One Great Book (the new short-form podcast from Modern Mrs. Darcy – I don’t listen to What Should I Read Next? because I don’t care for long-form interview podcasts, but OGB is just my speed), The Slightly Foxed Podcast (loved the gardening episode!), and The Book Riot Podcast. Highlight of the week was Jeff and Rebecca geeking out about The Da Vinci Code for over an hour. It was a gold mine of quotable moments, including “Murderous, but affable!” – “Hey baby, wanna decode my cryptex?” – and “You can extend your life capacity by like nine years by just never going down to the docks.” They had me laughing for two full commutes.
Moving. Well, I typed so much that I broke my laptop, so I guess you can say I moved my fingers. That’s it, though. I’m craving a run, a good hike, and a sweaty barre class – in that order.
Making. Work product, work product, work product. All I did this week was work and parent. No fun cooking, no crafts, nothing. Life has been very dull on this front for weeks now.
Blogging. I have a fun week ahead for you – a garden to-do list for August (it’s a looooooong one) on Wednesday, and the first of a couple of PNW hiking recaps on Friday. Check in with me then!
Loving. If you’re in NoVA, do check out Mia’s Italian Kitchen! We were wandering around the waterfront area on Saturday afternoon, intending an early dinner at our local pizza joint, when Nugget stopped short in front of Mia’s and said, “I want pasta!” We thought about it for a hot second and realized we all wanted pasta. It was delicious! We’ve walked by Mia’s so many times, always saying “We need to check this place out sometime.” I’m so glad we finally did. I had pasta pomodoro with fresh basil, and it was fabulous. I want another bowl right. now.
Asking. What are you reading this week?