Why Can’t Every Weekend Be Three Days?

I wish every weekend were a three day weekend, or better yet, everyday were a day in weekend. Labor Day weekend was a beautiful, relaxing, and much needed long break. Too bad it didn’t last forever. The weather couldn’t be better. I would be stupid if I had not headed to the beaches and mountains. Kevin and I almost spent the whole day in the wild. What a fun and invigorating time! Although it is a little foggy in the City, but it is completely sunny in Marin Headlands. The tide has dramatically changed the landscape on the beach since hte last time I was there. There are very few people on the secluded beach, only the sound of the ocean and touch of the sand. It’s surprisingly warm lying on the sand. As if the energy is transferring into my body from the vast ocean. I become part of the nature. I feel that I’ve never been so alive. I can’t wait to go back there again next weekend. I was overly joyful waking up late on Monday knowing that I didn’t have to go to work. I did some shopping and then went to swimming. A very handsome guy came to the pool, wearing a nice speedo. He has the perfect curve and toned body, with a decent complexion (he probably should have worn sunscreen). Then the tregedy happened: he pulled out an ugly pink swimming cap and put on his nice hair. That cap totally ruined his image. I continued with my laps, trying to ignore that pinky swimming cap. After I got home from swimming, while watching the other Tony tasting food around the world on TV, I started to bake more spareribs in my kitchen. I marinated the ribs in the morning before I headed out the door, so by the evening they were ready to go. However, I don’t have a grill. I miss my grill. All I have got is an oven, which I don’t like and use very little. It’s a price to pay living in the City—cooking without fire on a grill. The spareribs turned out not bad. I cooked some fish miso soup, and steamed some buns (馒头), and stir-fried some veggies, and Labor Day dinner is ready. Today is 09/09/09/. But to me, I am just glad that it’s already Wednesday, so another weekend is right around the corner. Even it’s not gonna be a three day weekend, I don’t mind. I should not be greedy.