On holiday weekends when I haven’t planned a party, I often forget it’s a holiday. This is a blessing—who doesn’t want a surprise long weekend?! This one is much-needed; a brief respite before we’re off to Oregon for two whirlwind weeks of work, wine, and my bestest friends in the whole wide world.
Once I remembered it was a holiday weekend, I booked us an early afternoon reservation at a restaurant I’ve been dying to try, in part to force myself into taking that elusive summer Friday.
I’m grateful for this life.
Happy Memorial Day.