This is what Friday night looks like at the Squid home from Mama Squid's perspective.
Mama Squid is the last to arrive home, coming in while violin lessons are in progress with three or four violin cases open on the dining room table and an other wise hushed home. She immediately proceeds to the bedroom where she removes all of her work clothes and changes in to non-work clothes. She washes her face, removes her nail polish (a new addition to the work persona), takes off her jewelry and watch leaving on the signs of marital commitment. (Engagement and wedding rings) Mama sings a shabbat tune softly to herself as she makes the transition from Mrs. Squid to Mama Squid.
Quiet conversations are held with the squidlings as they rotate in their lessons and with Papa Squid who supervises and plays along for some pieces. Mama hits the chocolate, hard, and catches up on her blogs while the music continues in the background.
Dinner is ordered (yes, we often order in on Friday night), delivered and ... not yet consumed. Shabbat candles are kindled, prayers are said, wine is sipped (or shot back as one adult or the other finishes the small amount served out) and dinner is consumed.
All the Squid watch the Simpsons and tonight, an episode of Who Wants to Be a SuperHero (don't give away the winner, we watch that episode tomorrow). Yes, our interpretation of Shabbat is a loose one but it works for us.
Squidlings prepare for bed, hug their parents and all is quiet.
The week is over the day is done and I will try not to think about work until some time on Monday.
Tomorrow, I promise some knitting but no cycling since the weather report is for nasty rain all day. Have a safe a pleasant Labor Day Weekend!
Mama Squid is the last to arrive home, coming in while violin lessons are in progress with three or four violin cases open on the dining room table and an other wise hushed home. She immediately proceeds to the bedroom where she removes all of her work clothes and changes in to non-work clothes. She washes her face, removes her nail polish (a new addition to the work persona), takes off her jewelry and watch leaving on the signs of marital commitment. (Engagement and wedding rings) Mama sings a shabbat tune softly to herself as she makes the transition from Mrs. Squid to Mama Squid.
Quiet conversations are held with the squidlings as they rotate in their lessons and with Papa Squid who supervises and plays along for some pieces. Mama hits the chocolate, hard, and catches up on her blogs while the music continues in the background.
Dinner is ordered (yes, we often order in on Friday night), delivered and ... not yet consumed. Shabbat candles are kindled, prayers are said, wine is sipped (or shot back as one adult or the other finishes the small amount served out) and dinner is consumed.
All the Squid watch the Simpsons and tonight, an episode of Who Wants to Be a SuperHero (don't give away the winner, we watch that episode tomorrow). Yes, our interpretation of Shabbat is a loose one but it works for us.
Squidlings prepare for bed, hug their parents and all is quiet.
The week is over the day is done and I will try not to think about work until some time on Monday.
Tomorrow, I promise some knitting but no cycling since the weather report is for nasty rain all day. Have a safe a pleasant Labor Day Weekend!
5 comments:
It sounds lovely and just fine to me. I hope your weather gets better and that you all have a lovely weekend.
The never ending week finally ended...on to the long weekend...
What a lovely Friday night. Thank you for inviting me and letting me share in it *G*
Sounds like a lovely way to spend a Friday evening.
Well, if knitting and quilting on MY Sabbath is okay, I certainly think your interpretation is sound - after all, it's about family closeness and day of rest, no?
part of my "day's end" is removing the watch I wear all day long - partly a comfort thing, but also partly a way of physically reminding myself that I am not bound to a strict schedule on "me time."
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