This isn't going to be one of those "Wow, look what I did on my holiday weekend!" blog posts full of pictures of an exciting weekend getaway. I didn't do much at all, and it was just what I needed.
It was really hot and humid, to the point where, when I walked the dogs past the pool at prime swimming time yesterday, the pool was DESERTED. Unless you brought a snorkel and could remain submerged, even the pool wasn't enticing. Meh. Which made it a perfect Netflix Binge Weekend! With knitting.
I am working my way through Breaking Bad. It is as amazing as everyone says. I watched the first episode or two when it started in 2008, but that was while I was doing the long commute and dealing with my mother's health issues, so I quickly realized I could never keep up, and it definitely is a show you cannot jump back into after a gap. I've finished Season Two and have a long way to go.
After submerging in meth brewing and crazy ass drug dealers for too many hours at a stretch - the biggest surprise was seeing Raymond Cruz, who is best known as sweet, quiet, serious Julio from The Closer amd Major Crimes (two of my favorite shows) as an absolutely vicious, murderous, psychopath of a drug lord, and damn he was fabulous in a totally terrifying way - I needed a break. A palate cleanser. This is not to say that I won't go back and watch the entire series, because I'm hooked, but it seemed...unwise...to spend the entire weekend submerged in that kind of tension, because this was my down time, and I needed it.
I switched to Call the Midwife. Again, a show I saw mentioned frequently on my FB feed and knew it got the Knitters of a Certain Age seal of approval. I'd read Call the Midwife: A Memoir of Birth, Joy, and Hard Times (actually I listened; I'm a big audiobook fan and use "read" and "listened to" interchangeably, because to me they are equivalent) and adored it, but work busy crazy no attention span, it sat in my Netflix queue for many months.
Absolutely adore it - true enough to the book(s), perfect casting, and beautifully, at times heartrendingly, written and acted. I love every minute of it, and am hooked.
I slept in (which in this house means getting up around 7 instead of at 5) and did not dream boring yet stressful dreams of work. They'll return tomorrow, if not tonight, but this was a pleasant break.
My son called on Saturday, while on his way into town to run TWO tours. He's had to expand his business and now basically talks about beer all day every weekend, and has to turn away customers. He's also writing for a popular online publication and even appeared on local TV, when he's not training local restaurant staff and a guest speaker at industry events. His business model is working very, very well and he has more work than he can say grace over, and it's a fabulous problem to have. I'm so delighted for him; I know how hard he worked to get to this point and deserves every minute of his success.