I don’t know about you, but I find that weekends can be tricky to balance. On the one hand, there is the need to relax. On the other, there is the urge to run around and get things done.
Too much of the one, and you end up feeling like a lazy bum who has to work extra-hard on Monday to catch up.
Too much of the other, and you feel like you wasted your days off.
Last Saturday, I think we got it pretty much just right. (At least as far as we are concerned – we are a couple of homebodies and are easily amused. But when your goal is just to take advantage of time off together, you don’t need much!)
|25 cents each. I can’t help myself.|
It was the day of our library’s quarterly used book sale, and I’d been looking forward to it all week. This is despite the fact that we are officially out of space on our bookshelves, and most of our haul from the last sale is (please don’t laugh!) still sitting in boxes behind the sofa.
(Ok, I would understand if you wanted to laugh a little.)
Most of these are children’s books, and my plan is to put them in Pippo’s room once I find a shelf that’s low and long. But the stars have not yet aligned for me to come across the perfect thing in my thrifting travels, and soon I’m just going to have to break down and make a trip to IKEA so my growing children’s book library has a home.
And then they’ll need some more to keep them company, right?
Besides, I have an irrational fear of all the good books disappearing before I have a chance to collect them for my children. I’m pretty sure I get this from my mother, who confessed after seeing my post about our last trip to this sale that she was stressed out about not being there.
(According to the Lt, “Only a Lawler woman would stress out about missing a book sale on the other side of the country!” But really, he’s just as bad as I am.)
Anyway, we decided to make a morning of it, starting with a visit to the church around the corner from the library for confession. The confession times at the churches near us are not particularly easy for us to get to – you’ll understand when I tell you that this slot on Saturday morning from 8-9 is the most convenient. It’s just an easy time to miss. You really have to plan on it, otherwise you’ve missed it before your weekend has even started!
|From The Golden Age.|
But we did plan on it this time, and what’s more, we planned on going out to breakfast afterwards at a diner we like that’s just a few blocks away.
Blueberry oat pancakes for me, a Mexican steak omelet for the Lt.
I love going out to breakfast (something else I share with my mother), but I think I need to remember to bring a a little thing of real maple syrup with me next time.
(BYOS? Would that be weird? Is that not done?)
|I’ll just keep showing you the books we found, since I didn’t take any other pictures of our outing.|
Once at the sale, the Lt and I split up: I took the children’s section, and he tackled the adult fiction. We didn’t even look at the rest of the tables – we already had as much as we could carry!
As we were getting ready to check out, the Lt did a quick once-over in the kids’ section to make sure I didn’t miss anything. He came over holding a copy of The Trumpeter of Krakow, and telling me how much he loved it when his mom read it to him as a boy. I triumphantly pulled out another copy (the library was discarding both their copies – poor!) from the box the volunteers had packed up for us.
He was impressed that I had picked it out without knowing anything about it.
|I could just tell it was good. I mean, look at it – can’t you?|
Pippo napped while I stacked books on top of his stroller.
He’s just now getting past the purely culinary stage of literary appreciation, and is starting to enjoy sitting in Mama or Daddy’s lap and reading a book without necessarily trying to eat it. It’s so much fun.
When he sees one of his books, he’ll give a big smile, start huffing and puffing, and wave his arms – his way of letting me know what he wants.
He still likes to chew on them, too. We’re mostly sticking to board books for now.
|Cars! Cars! Cars!|
After all that excitement (can you tell we’re homebodies?), we got home and took naps all around, and then spent the afternoon dipping into some of our new books. The Lt and I took turns reading out loud to each other whenever we got to a funny part – we were reading different books, but by the end of the day I think we each felt like we knew what was going on in both of them.
Then the boys went outside and fired up the grill while I did a little tidying up and got dinner ready.
We also had roasted cauliflower (a favorite of ours. And since it’s not ridiculously hot here, we don’t mind turning on the oven!), tomato-basil-mozzarella salad (tomato and basil from our garden!), and homemade bread. Also a few leftover potatoes.
The grill was for a tri-tip roast, which I’d rubbed with salt, pepper, garlic, coriander, and parsley. It also made for less clean-up, which is always a plus!
|Pippo loves this empty yogurt container. I’d say it’s one of his favorite toys, currently.|
It was all delicious, though we did have to finish the roast in the oven. I think we need a bigger charcoal chimney!
(Question: have you ever tried grilling cauliflower? Do we think that would work? I think it would probably be delicious if you could keep it from falling into the coals. Our grill basket probably isn’t up for the job.)
(Ice cream for dessert, of course.)
And really, that was just about it! A little outing, a little treat, a little sunshine, and lots of happy family time. Pretty great.