A very long time ago, I used to watch Mom watch Tommy Hunter. Until we heard about the Dukes of Hazzard. YEE HAH!
And I used to go shopping with mom while Dad slid across the ice shouting “Sweep!”
And it was always Popcorn Night.
And when I was past 16, we went to Youth or rented Videos.
And when I was past twenty and almost thirty, I came home to catch up on All My Shows from the week, on VHS then DVD, then PVR. And rewind or rewatch when I fell asleep.
And when I was barely forty, we traveled internationally for Burgers and Gin.
But now,
Sometimes,
Sometimes (but less often) I go out and celebrate another week of teaching the future minds of the world.
Sometimes I come home and exercise. (Unless I’m blaming Covid Round 2 recovery)
Sometimes I stay late and come home with pizza, but no work thoughts til Monday.
Sometimes I come home and clean the house so the rest of the weekend is Chore Free.
And Sometimes
I come home and enjoy an IPA with my gal Freya. Then figure out what I can throw in the Air Fryer, but save room for
Popcorn.
Then fall asleep
Right, so it always comes down to…Don’t Forget The Popcorn!!
And it’s lazy Costco Boom Chicka Pop now too…not old school oil and stove top fire hazzard popcorn.