So Long, Four Day Weekend!

Well, it's Monday.  You wanna know what's worse than the weekend being over?  How about a four day weekend being over?  Poof!  Gone. Just like that. I know, I know, I sound a little greedy over here complaining about all my time off, but I mean, wouldn't you agree that sometimes having more time off makes going back to work even that much harder? I laid in bed for ten minutes this morning just trying to figure out why my alarm clock was going off. Needless to say I was a little disappointed when my mind finally decided to clue in on the reason. Why couldn't it have been for something fun like a spa date or a hair appointment?  Heck, I think I would have even taken a dentist appointment, or anything else for that matter. 

 

And you'd think with the extra time I'd be all rested and ready to tackle this week head on but, nope, it's definitely not the case. There was absolutely nothing relaxing about spending hours upon hours getting trampled on at the mall and then spending the remainder of the day driving all over the city to finish your Christmas shopping. Now I know I had those days off myself, but how many times on Thursday and Friday did I ask the question, "does anyone work anymore on weekdays?".  Either that, or everyone must have asked their bosses for the exact same days off as me.  

Part one of my weekend. 
Of course I made sure to refuel with a delicious breakfast from Cora's.

And although my bank account, sore feet, and fingers with nothing but paper cuts weren't exactly too thrilled with me, I was extremely happy that I was one productive little beaver (if that's even how the saying goes). 

Part two was much better, minus the regular cleaning and grocery shopping that I can never seem to escape on a weekend. Saturday night we went to a local concert here in the city with our friends and then after we made our way downtown for some drinks.

Necklace from Fifth & Mae

A taste of Newfoundland music.
Although this video wasn't taken on Saturday night, this is one of the songs they did from that night.
Isn't this the most unique voice you've ever heard?

Sunday we drove about an hour to visit my pop and see his new home (which seems like a pretty great place, if you ask me) and then we took him out for dinner.  Although it made me a little sad seeing his whole life packed into one room, it was nice to see him completely settled and really content where he is to now.

  

 

Well, I'm off to get this new week started. 

Please be kind to us all, Monday.