“The rhythm of the weekend, with its birth, its planned gaieties, and its announced end, followed the rhythm of life and was a substitute for it.”

The morning is again lovely. A breeze is keeping the predicted heat at bay for a while although I can already feel it in the air. The sky has a few clouds so the sun hides for a bit but it always returns.

Saturday has always been the best day. When I was a kid, it meant no school and a day to do whatever I wanted. Any homework was pushed off until Sunday. Even when I was a teacher it was the same. Saturday was my day for me. Sunday was prepare lessons, do chores and go to the dump day. On Saturday I could stay up as late as I wanted. On Sunday it was early to bed to get ready for Monday. It is no wonder Sunday and Monday were not on my list of favorite days.

Ghana was a little bit different. I did use Sunday to prepare lessons for Monday, but that was all I did. My students had a service of sorts on Sunday morning and Sunday afternoon was visiting day. Any student expecting a visitor was dressed in her finest cloth in a three piece outfit which included not only a top and bottom but also a wrap around the waist. This is the same wrap mothers used to carry babies on their backs. Photographers were hired and pictures were taken, always in black and white. Many students gifted me with a picture. They seldom smiled. I always wrote their names on the back. Mostly I stayed home on Sunday unless it was market day. Students without company came to visit. They stayed for only a while. By late afternoon, visiting was over.

Peapod arrived so I had to take a break, but I have just finished putting my groceries away. I indulge myself with no guilt. Thursday the house was cleaned. Yesterday the lawn was mowed. I’d pay for the trash man to come, but I’d have to haul barrels from the back to the front going and coming so I’ll save the effort and the money and keep going to the dump. It was always a fun ride for Miss Gracie and maybe it will be the same some day for Henry.

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8 Comments on ““The rhythm of the weekend, with its birth, its planned gaieties, and its announced end, followed the rhythm of life and was a substitute for it.””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Saturday means tasks, and so I was at Home Depot at 6:10 am picking up salt for the water purifier in the basement. I hate lugging the bags down the stairs but it’s done, ironing with football but my hopes of cleaning the car were dashed as the skies darkened and the rains came in.

    I am playing arbitration games between amazon in the UK and USA. Right now is nearly $40 cheaper to ship the John Lennon Imagine box set from the old country. Crazy, but price chasing is often as much fun as the final product.

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      6:10 is not a fit time for either man or beast to be afoot. I didn’t even know Home Depot is open that early. How heavy were the bags? How many did you lug?

      I am amazed at how the UK is cheaper despite the shipping. I do price chasing but never think to go out of country.

  2. olof1 Says:

    The days started out cool and nice but it changed to rainy and it felt rather chilly for a while even if it actually wasn’t. It is back to nice and sunny again now in the evening.

    I was trying to pay a bill with my credit card and for safety reasons My safety) they wanted me to use something called mobile bank ID. I’ve used it once before and didn’t like it and this time I disliked it even more. Nothing worked and I just didn’t understand why. Naturally Albin then starts one of his oh so annoying whining sessions and I really didn’t have any patience for that so I yelled loudly at him.

    It has taken twenty minutes to convince him that I do not have any wish of killing him and that I actually am quite nice πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ He isn’t used to me yelling loudly at him so I scared him really badly but now we’re best friends again πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      We have really had too little rain despite the storms of a few weeks ago. It would rain for five or so minutes then stop. Under the umbrellas didn’t even get wet.

      I find Apple Pay works really well as I do a lot of shopping on line. Most places take the credit card directly but some do give the option of Apple Pay. I got an e-mail from my credit card company questioning a couple of charges. The company then called, and the charges were bogus. They picked them up right away, and within two days I had another card.

      Henry can’t handle quick movements. He always thinks I’m trying to capture him. Sometimes he is right! No is usually enough for him to stop what he is doing. One of his habits drives me crazy. he jumps on and off the couch over and over. Sometimes it means he needs to go out. Other times it means nothing. I am learning to ignore him but that isn’t easy.

      Have a greta day!

  3. Bob Says:

    Today I took my daughter and we walked around the entire Northpark center mall. They had an auto show in the hallways including exotic cars such as McLaren, Rolls, Bentley Ferrari and normal income people haulers. Additionally, Northpark features a rotating array of original modern sculpture and paintings from the collection of Ray and Patsey Nasher who founded the mall in 1965 and their family still owns. Afterward, we had lunch at one of our favorite Mexican restaurants and I also got my car washed.

    I always loved Saturday as a kid because all the stores were open. In those days there were “blue” laws that forced merchants to close on Sundays. Texas is still the buckle of the Bible Belt. 😦

    Again, the sun was out and the high temperature hit about 100 degrees. Imagine living here before air conditioning became widespread. Oh, imagine living in Ghana before air conditioning. πŸ™‚

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      What a fun day. I still remember the times it was just my father and me. I always felt special. One if my favorites was a skybox seat for the Red Sox.

      We had blue laws for the longest time. They got weaker when the stores could open at noon on the weekends before Christmas. A while late they were totally gone.

      It was 73˚ here. Right now it is chilly. I had to close the window behind me.

  4. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Today didn’t feel like Saturday for some reason. I don’t know why. So I did chores today as I didn’t do very much at all yesterday. I did laundry, dishes, weed whacking, futzing with the computer. I did a Peapod order in time to bag a Sunday afternoon delivery. Go me!

    Thursday, Piki Dog went for his neurology appointment. The neurologist is very pleased with his progress. We went home again with the usual three hypodermics of cytarabine.
    I have been injecting him with this stuff every so many weeks since January. I should be a pro. This series was a series of screw ups. While removing the cap on Thursday evening’s dose, I pulled the entire hypodermic needle out of the syringe. I was holding it pointing up so nothing spilled out.
    Friday morning’s injection went fine until I was putting the cover back on the empty needle. I missed and poked the needle into my hand just a wee bit.
    Friday evening’s injection, I stuck the needle in too far and it poked out the other side of the flap of skin. I pulled it back but something was blocking it so I had to move it around until the stuff went in. The whole time Piki Dog was sucking down chunky peanut butter, completely oblivious to my incompetence.
    Teddie Super Chunk All Natural Peanut Butter is truly doggy crack.

    The weather here is lovely but is now clouding up. Or is it haze from the western fires? That’s arrived here, they say.

    Enjoy the evening.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I put my groceries away and went to the dump. One of the bags was quite heavy, but luckily one of the workers was there to lift it over the side of the container. Those two were the extent of my exertions today.

      That was definitely a spate of bad doctoring. Henry is still skittish at some things, and I suspect my giving him needles would be another one. I can’t even get near him with nail clippers, a halter or a leash. I’ll have to remember the peanut butter trick.

      It has gotten cold. The breeze is from the north. I had to shut the window behind me.

      Have a great evening!!


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