That's a thing, right? Like Easter Monday is a holiday in Europe?
How did y'all spend your Sunday?
I slept until noon. I don't mean "noon" like, I slept really late but it was only 9:45 or so. I mean I straight up slept until 12:00 pm. Then we went to lunch and sat outside to eat. The weather was gorgeous. I drank a margarita.
(A note: this last week's celebration of Cinco de Mayo prompted me to bring something to your attention. There is this practice of calling margaritas "'ritas." Have you heard this done? It grates upon me. No need to be informal. Please accord the margarita the respect of using its full name.)
Then Matt asked me what I wanted to do, and I told him that I wanted us all to go to the pool, and that I wanted to sit in a lounge chair and read a magazine while he played in the water with the kids. So that's what we did. I was going to go for a pedicure afterwards, but we stayed too late at the pool. So I'm going to execute that part of the plan sometime this week.
Then later, Matt cleaned up our bedroom while I reclined on an enormous pile of pillows. I consumed another margarita at that point, while I peppered him with witty banter. He submitted to it with good grace.
It was a wonderful, relaxing day, and I would take it on repeat if some sort of Groundhog Day situation were available.
Hey, my sister has committed to blogging every day in May. Go by and give her some support! I have half a mind to make the same pledge, but I'm afraid I might sprain something.
I hope your weekend left you ready to meet the challenges of the coming week.