Wednesday, July 7, 2010

There's just not much to say... really...

It seems I've run out of things to say. What??!?!?! I know, my world slightly imploded as well. School has sucked my brain dry. Sucked it DRY I tell you! I've now switched modes from happily humming to "just try and function." That's the joys of school - and particularly summer school I might add. Summer school is the devil and I for one plan to exorcism it (shore it works) right out of my life after this year. Just say NO to summer school.

 I don't have any pictures are particularly riveting stories about my all-American 4th of July weekend to share with you. Or maybe I do, I just am not doing it. Here... let me give it ago. Start up the old engine and do something that doesn't involve memorizing Constitutional amendments or trying to fake it through a Statistics assignment (not easy!).

I went to Emery County for the 4th of July. That's right! The land is a gem - a gem I tell you! Course, I naturally will say that since I spent 0-18years of my life there and we're always a little drawn to the place we grew up, right (we as in the greater American public)? A little. I lived in the same house most all of those 18 years and the first year I didn't, well naturally that doesn't count because I don't remember infant years and infant years don't remember me. Fair trade I'd say. Imagine. Growing up in the same house for 18 years. After moving into the 'real world' I realized what an incredible phenomenon that truly is. Not many people can say that - but I can sure say it - and said it I did! Looks like I do have a few things to say! What would be REALLY fantastic right now is if I posted a quaint little picture of yon house I grew up in because I took pictures while I was there. But guess what?!??! Joke's on you! Didn't do it. What would be even better is if I had a picture of me as a wee child playing in front of the house in diapers, or me as a small child in ye olde elementary slippin slide days, or naturally, the sour puss face I always wore during my teenage angst years. But guess what... jokes on you again! The thought is now in my head, however, so I may just procure those little photo-gems and let you, Internet, delve a little deeper into my mini-life. It's mini cause I'm mini. Naturally.

Where was I? Oh yes... Emery County. Let's do a chronological summation, eh? We (my mom and friend Camille) ran us a 5k on Saturday morning... and by Saturday morning I mean 6 freakin am! Alright, I act like that's so ridiculous of an hour when I've actually been recently torturing...er... encouraging my good friend Heidikins into getting up at such an hour to exercise with me the last handful of weeks. So really, I dont' know what I'm complaining about. Probably because it was a Saturday - and that's really the unfair part. After the 5k we watched the Huntington Heritage Days parade, wandered around the fair and tried to decipher what an old-timer was trying to teach us about flags and his steel-toed army boots from 'Nam during the 4th of July "program" , then proceeded to gorge ourselves on all those delightful American celebratory cuisines such as potato salad, pasta salad, BBQ'ed hamburgers, chips, chips, chips, and an assortment of dips. I really do love love the summer months and all the cuisine that entails. Two best food holidays - any summer holiday BBQ's and Thanksgiving (duh). Num num num.

We rounded out our 4th of July in the land of E (that's Emery County if you've not been paying much attention) with some humble fireworks at the local Junior High - MY Junior High (insert awkward Junior High photo here), and then addded a nightcap of second rounds of salads and chips before conking out like the old bag we've all turned into as of late around 10:30pm. Old bags indeed. All in all though, I'd say it was a pretty decent holiday weekend. Let me tell you the BEST part of this weekend though...(I know.. how could it get better?)... Monday Holiday.

Siiiiiigh.

Lets talk about Monday holidays because I definitely have things to day now! Boy-howdy!

I don't know if I've explained to you, Internet, my deep and abiding love for the Monday holiday. It's easily the best sort of holiday there is, no contset. Not only do you NOT have to go to work (or SCHOOL! Huzah!) BUT, it's made Sunday night incredibly more pleasant without that sinking "oh man... it's Monday tomorrow and I'd rather stick pencils under my fingernails than begin yet ANOTHER week of drudgery" feeling in your gut, and... AND, it shortens your workweek to 4 days. These fantastic benefits are just the beginning of the sheer joy I feel in my soul when Monday holidays roll around. It's an extra Saturday! It's an excuse to go out for breakfast (my favorite meal to go out to)! I can sleep in, go for a nice run, do all those errands I can't ever fully accomplish on my ONE Saturday of the week, perhaps catch a matinee with all the other pleasant crowds who are in fact more noticeably pleasant because they've had a pleasant Sunday night not dreading the upcoming Monday work week just as I have and are basking in the glow of rest, relaxation, holiday Monday sales, 2:15 movie showings, and downright leisure and did I mention the pleasentness? I thoroughly enjoyed my Monday holiday and when it was coming to a close, I sighed a contented sigh and actually felt more ready for a (short!) work week than I've ever felt on a Sunday night. Monday holidays are a heaven-sent, and anyone who thinks anything less is probably just a Debbie Downer and I'd recommend you getting new friends. You don't need boobs like that in your life. Trust me.

Welp! Guess I had a few things to say and I hope what I've said has given you some entertainment albeit satisfaction that your life is at minimum a little more exciting than mine. But I bet you two grilled hot dogs and a sparkler you didn't love your Monday holiday as much as I loved mine. I just don't see how it's possible...

3 comments:

jaime said...

I think you should watch the movie "Summer School". It's from the 80's and it's awesome! It will help you like summer school more I think...

Andrea Jolene said...

Jaime. First, done! Second. I miss your face. TRUE!

Craig Barlow B. said...

I actually spent a good deal of time reflecting on the benefits of a Monday holiday today at work. I honestly just sat there for a bit thinking about why Monday holidays are some of the best holidays.