a little sneak peek of this week's outfit...
I'm happy to report that we had another "full but not manic" weekend.
And I think I *might* finally be getting the hang of this whole “not over-booking, over-scheduling, over-planning every second of our weekends so that by Sunday evening my family ends up looks like worn out little rag dolls all glazed over like they don’t know what hit them." (Yes, I realize that was a mouthful...)
The trick (after much intervention from my friends who think I’m a smidge crazy in the planning department) is (according to my buddy Achlee) to do only one thing a day. One. That’s it. That’s the formula.
I set out to follow her guidance this weekend and (with one small exception on Sunday, which we won’t talk about) actually managed to pull it off.
Here’s how things went down -- We had a fun (read: simple) dinner of grilled burgers and feta potatoes with the aforementioned Achlee and family on Friday, Audrey and I had a mother/daughter date on Saturday (lunch and the ballet at the Winspear) and then there was our sweet friend Amelie’s birthday party on Sunday (+ that other party right after the birthday party that I won’t talk about so it looks like I actually succeeded…)
Now I realize this is going to be completely obvious, as most sane people already know this formula and don’t possess my (apparent) fear of, well… relaxing, but the payoff on this new “one a day” plan is that we actually had time to laze around. We lingered over breakfast, stayed in our PJs and read, and made simple dinners at home on Saturday and Sunday. Millie even took long naps both days. Bliss.
Hope your weekend was splendid and filled with all sorts of good down-time!
And I think I *might* finally be getting the hang of this whole “not over-booking, over-scheduling, over-planning every second of our weekends so that by Sunday evening my family ends up looks like worn out little rag dolls all glazed over like they don’t know what hit them." (Yes, I realize that was a mouthful...)
The trick (after much intervention from my friends who think I’m a smidge crazy in the planning department) is (according to my buddy Achlee) to do only one thing a day. One. That’s it. That’s the formula.
I set out to follow her guidance this weekend and (with one small exception on Sunday, which we won’t talk about) actually managed to pull it off.
Here’s how things went down -- We had a fun (read: simple) dinner of grilled burgers and feta potatoes with the aforementioned Achlee and family on Friday, Audrey and I had a mother/daughter date on Saturday (lunch and the ballet at the Winspear) and then there was our sweet friend Amelie’s birthday party on Sunday (+ that other party right after the birthday party that I won’t talk about so it looks like I actually succeeded…)
Now I realize this is going to be completely obvious, as most sane people already know this formula and don’t possess my (apparent) fear of, well… relaxing, but the payoff on this new “one a day” plan is that we actually had time to laze around. We lingered over breakfast, stayed in our PJs and read, and made simple dinners at home on Saturday and Sunday. Millie even took long naps both days. Bliss.
Hope your weekend was splendid and filled with all sorts of good down-time!