I'm up in Maine and just enjoyed the most delicious lazy Sunday. I'm typically not a fan of Sundays, even less so than Mondays. When I was growing up, Sunday was the big day for doing homework. All. Day. Long. That magnified tenfold in college as the catch-up day for research and writing papers. After school, Sunday evenings were shaded by being the day before the start of the work week — and one of two days to get everything you needed done from laundry to grocery shopping. When Dan and I were dating long-distance, Sunday became the tearful day of goodbyes after a blissful weekend of being together. But the Sundays I do love tend to fall on the first Sunday of a long vacation — when you feel like you have all the time in the world and can dream up plans for your week. Highlights from a happy, lazy sunday:
+ lawn games: if you have a backyard, I highly recommend this addictive lawn toss game.
+ feeling grass between my feet: it is so GREEN here from a month of rain.
+ the classic Italian sandwich you can only find in Maine.
+ Dan's dad has a few of these gigantic vintage Westinghouse slow cookers. These sturdy appliances make all the new slow cookers on the market look so wimpy. He's been using these slow cookers for about 40 years! And they still work — and can easily feed a crew of 100. He made a batch of the special family spaghetti sauce for when we arrived. I'm telling you, this spaghetti sauce is so crazy good. I could live on this sauce. Dan's dad makes it from scratch, grinding all the ingredients in an industrial grinder, creating a texture that you just can't get with a modern food processor.
+ Everywhere I look in the camp are treasures I love, like vintage lanterns and the perfect entryway bench. Can you believe Dan's dad bought this bench for $2!! This is one of the main gathering seats on the porch of the camp. I adore this bench.
+ To execute a true lazy Sunday, you must have no plans (except for deciding on what you're going to eat next.) And if you're spending a lazy summer day by the water, you have to gather and wait to watch the passing of the sun. A sunset is a reason to sit on the porch with family for a couple hours and hang out together. Waiting for that sunset is a big event. I go about my regular days without ever thinking about the exact time of the sunset or watching the sun eclipse the horizon. A summer Sunday helps remind you what you typically miss out on.
