Wh-wh-what is a “weekend”?

This weekend I drove the 90 miles back to my town, and spent the weekend eating good food, spending time with family and friends, rummaging through estate sales, and enjoying life. Being so close to home this year is so strange, but in a good way, I believe.

Helena is boring. Let’s be honest. However, there is a certain regularity to it’s dullness that I find comforting- if not dangerous in that many become trapped in it’s lull. However, when Monday came, my long weekend was over, and I drove home in a haze of sickness, ready to come back to my small room.

Also, if you haven’t yet started to watch Downton Abbey, begin so soon. It is hilarious, really well done, and Maggie Smith rules. Yes. Not enough reasons? The costuming is superb, and the scenery itself is breathtaking!


El Fin de Semana

My weekend was quite idyllic and lovely.

I woke up early on Saturday morning and walked to breakfast in 20 degree weather to the Nova Cafe, a Bozeman best, with Harlan and Kristin. Our ears and noses were quite pink by the time we made it. Harlan ordered a massive omelette, Kristin an acai berry bowl with bananas, and I a pancake, fruit bowl, and side of cornbread, respectively.

After a solid hour of engorging ourselves, we walked back, and I got ready to go to Norris Hot Springs, “The Water of the Gods”- some sort of place where hot water is in a pit and people hang out. My whole family and some family friends were there to celebrate my father’s birthday, and we spent a few hours relaxing in the water and talking. I bought an underwater/waterproof camera for an astronomical $12.00, and photographed the hanging out. For dinner, lasagna and garlic bread, and for dessert, my mother’s famous apple pie, freshly baked. It literally was the best dessert ever.

We spent the night in Three Forks, a minuscule town near a giant highway junction, and in the morning feasted on scrambled eggs, strawberries, and toast with huckleberry jam. Very Montana-esque, no?

Now, I’m with all my new photographs developed and contemplating doing homework, which I must begin soon!  I hope you all had a fantastical weekend!

The Paradox of the Weekend

Normally when the weekend happens, I am ECSTATIC! YES! Two whole days to do WHATEVER I WANT!

I can sleep in and eat a slow breakfast or go somewhere for a bite! WOO! Alarm clock, you’re off duty!

I can even take my sweet time and read EVERY INCH of the paper! So informative and accurate and unbiased! (I especially love the Letters to the Editor- Montanans come up with some pretty persuasive arguments as to why America/Montana is turning into a pile of crap- Muslims! Atheists! Birth control! Obama!)

I think I’ll watch my favorite movie (a still from Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds) because it’s the WEEKEND and I have TIME!!

Perhaps I’ll even go out with my friends!

Then I look around after sleeping in, thinking I’ll make the Long Breakfast and watch The Movie and go Out, when I realize I have no clean clothing and I should probably do laundry. Insert expletives here.

Then I remember that I have 200+ pages of reading, a paper, and a quiz on Monday. I should probably get to that. Eventually, you know.

Then I look around and realize I was also hoping to clean this weekend. My hovel is looking even more hovel-y than usual- and I really wanted to vacuum and perhaps even get rid of the lentils I got on the ceiling last semester (that’s a tale for another time).

And then I feel like this.

So, folks, you must share these feelings. You have these dual goals: you want to better yourself, your life, and get stuff done on the weekend. At the same time, you want to relax, and do your thing, be it gardening, reading the paper, or making origami. How do you strike a balance?

I am suggesting that we stop settling!

If we had a 3 day weekend, we could balance it better- our lives could be better! Our work hours would be less, making us less tired at work, making us more productive, justifying the 3-day weekend, etc…plus, we could sleep in at least one day, and be productive, while still getting our social lives fufilled and getting all those little tasks done.

Anyway, I have to go do un-weekend like things, like write papers for professors who don’t really take me seriously. Then I’ll go do more homework. Then more.

Until later, folks, go have a Paradox Weekend- we have them every weekend!

(Images: 1st from Tumblr, don’t know source. 2nd- Stephen Shore. 3rd- Tumblr. 4th- still from The Birds from Tumblr, 6th, 7th, also random, not sourced from Tumblr. 8th is 100 Houses, a photography project in Detroit. 9th from Tumblr, 10th is Hark a Vagrant.)