This weekend was full of conversations about travel and motorcycles, building double decker hammocks, and kabobs that match girls nail polish. The weather was impeccable. It made me want to complain about having to go back to work on Monday. It also stopped me from being the total downer at the party who complains about having to go back to work on Monday. If only I had gotten certified as a lifeguard when I was fifteen...
I could be yelling at kids through a megaphone, wearing unflattering red sports bras outside all day instead of sitting in a fluorescent basement polling the nation about their opinion on solar energy while failing at Sudoku...
Sample conversation:
Me: "And would your rather have a nuclear power plant or a P.V. solar facility?"
Him: "Don't even get me started on nuclear! You know, France is 80% nuclear and they
still have the best wine."
Me: "So...would you rather have a nuclear power plant or a P.V. solar facility?"
