As it turns out, I did not actually fall off the face of the Earth this past week. Or even into a vat of cookie dough large enough to house all of Wonka’s Oompa Loompas plus a goodly portion of his walnut-testing squirrels, despite the fact that I’ve done nothing but think of making cookies for the better part of a week.
Because, well, they’re cookies. Duh. How do you not think about them?
I did, however, fall face-first into a good chunk of writing for Project Hermey prior to the holiday weekend. Hurray for progress! And then, well, it was the holiday weekend. Let’s be honest, nobody got anything doing over the holiday.
Of course, my traditional Labor Day probably differs a good bit from your average Joe’s boating-and-barbecuing bonanza. Because mine typically revolves around video games, shouting “Huzzah!” whenever possible, and a litany of other things that pretty effectively scream, “Neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrd”!
Oh, did I forget to mention that Labor Day weekend is when I traditionally get the annual visit from my high school best friend? Because that’s what happens every year on the first Monday in September, and when it does, I gleefully revert to the awkward dork I desperately pretended not to be way back in 1990.
Um. Wow, that was a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong time ago. Can we pretend I didn’t say that? Or maybe add 10 years. Great. Perfect. Awesomesauce.
Truth be told, though, we don’t really get up to the same sort of hijinks nowadays as we did back then. See, because:
- Nobody wants to go bowling that often
- I am kind of responsible of other living human beings, and ignoring them is largely frowned upon by the authorities, and
- I have my own house and can buy alcohol now, which makes sitting around my kitchen a much more entertaining prospect than it was when we were 18
We did, however, spend the weekend wandering castles, marveling at knights, knaves, ladies, and wenches while consuming smoked turkey legs at the Ohio Renaissance Festival, and staying up much too late playing Magic: The Gathering with Actual Cards (some of which were older than my kids). Oh, and we ate grilled food. Because, hey, even when you are trying to keep things Nerd-fully Atypical, grilled bacon burgers are still delightfully mouth-watering.
To round out the weekend of fun and good times, we acquired a new pet at La Casa de Puddin. We are now the proud owners of a brand new betta fish, giving us a happy pair. I mean, happy so long as they stay separated. Betta don’t get along with pretty much anything else. They’re like the TV sitcom Mother-In-Law of the home aquarium set.
But that’s okay, because even with them living separated lives, I can still now point to our happily swimming pet fishies, and say (with a seriously ridiculous amount of joy)…
One Fish, Two Fish
Red Fish…well, I think you get the gist.
All of which is to say, my holiday was awesome.
How was yours?