Wednesday night, as I laid on the couch watching TV, my stomach started to feel a little queasy and I got so excited about the prospect of having to stay home with the stomach flu. There’s something fundamentally wrong with that way of thinking. But then it dawned on me that this is the week before that week, the one no one likes to mention or discuss above a whisper because we just don’t talk about our periods. Oops. I said periods. The week before is always the worst part for me. I get real lethargic and run the gambit of emotions. Thursday I got teary while watching Glee as I walked on the treadmill. It was a complete manic moment where I walked jauntily along to the tunes of Stevie Wonder while wiping off tears of relief that Kirk’s Dad is cancer free. I am thankful that Kirk’s dad is OK, but I also think I need a vacation.

This is what I want for the weekend. I want to go to a yoga class and the City Market. I haven’t been to the City Market in ages. I know that at this time of year it will be full of new plants and life and joy and hopefully sunshine. I want to hang clothes on the line and make ghee. I want a day where I don’t wear pants or open my mouth to speak. I want to lounge on a blanket outside and color in my creative journal. I want to tie-dye a t-shirt. I want to drink shandy and ride the scooter, but not in that order because it is not safe to drink and drive the scooter or any vehicle. I want a vacation weekend and that’s exactly what I am giving myself. I am thankful that I can do all of those things this weekend or none of them if I choose to.

We cannot forget that this weekend is also Mothers’ Day weekend. I am so thankful for my mom, but I am also thankful for all of the women in my life that have been a mother-figure to me. Katrina has been mistaken as my mom often enough and she played a large role in helping to raise me into the woman I am today. Simply put, I am thankful for her.

And…I’m thankful for you. Here’s to the promise of a beautiful weekend and a truly Thankful Friday!