Monday, 19 December 2011


Oh Weekends,

I love you.

No, I mean it Weekends, I really really love you.

You let me sleep in (if I want to, and you know I always do) (oh, and do you remember how back in the day I used to sleep in til the middle of the day? Good times, good times.) and then you don't make me go anywhere unless I want to.

And sometimes you have me hang out with friends but sometimes you just have me laugh on the phone with them a whole bunch. And sometimes you just have me sit and mellow out and not have to talk to anyone at all if I don't want to.

And then there's the videos you find me that make me giggle and laugh out loud (yes, without even having to type "LOL". And the chocolate and skittles that I munch on when I feel like it.

And, Weekends? Let's not forget all the crashing on the couch time. I love you for that too.

And the times where I spend all day in pajamas and then figure since it's nearly dinner time, I could head out for a walk and some fresh air but only because I want to, not at all because I have to? Yeah, those are good days, Weekends.

I love the time we spend together Weekends, and I wish we could always be like this. I love you Weekends, forever and ever and ever.

Yours with adoration and gratitude,


Jonathan said...

Oh... the dream of sleeping in! I look forward to the weekend throughout the tail end of every week, and then life conspires to take almost all of it away from me.

Please excuse me being grumpy about it - I have an appointment with three ghosts.

Victoria said...

I know, my be-kidded friends all tell me how much they wish they could just sleep in!