best day of the week
It's Thursday! It's the best day of the week!
It's true: I have a favorite day of the week, and it's not Friday or even Saturday. Periodically, when I go into my "Happy Thursday" song and dance, people look at me rather quizzically. "Thursday? What's so great about Thursday?"
Yes, Thursday is the day before Friday and so is kind of a "slide day" as we head into the weekend, but that's just a bonus on top of why I really love Thursdays. It has nothing to do with Thor -- Thursday is derived from Thor's Day -- though I'd be hard-pressed to knock a Viking god who roams about throwing thunderbolts. That's pretty cool, actually, but it's not why I love this day. My adoration of this fourth day of the work-week also has no correlation to "Must See TV" or the "power-house" line-ups that the television networks like to schedule for Thursday evenings.
While they say, "Every day is Saturday to a dog," Thursday has been my special day since I was in seventh grade. My class schedule that year gave me an extra study hall on Thursdays, which meant I could spend more time reading or nosing around the library. I was thrilled when I first saw my schedule card that year! Every week, I looked forward to Thursdays, especially the dark and rainy Thursdays, when I could turn the pages of an old book in the dim light and listen to the patter of raindrops against the window panes as I read. If there were a thunderstorm raging, so much the better.
If anyone ever doubts how much of a nerd I really am, they need only read this blog entry. Then they'll know the truth.
This Thursday, it's cold and crappy outside in metro Portland, alternating between heavy wet snow falling and just general heavy wet coming down. The perfect day for some stovetop hot chocolate, a stack of good books, and some writing and research to occupy me. A perfect day, indeed.
It's Thursday! The best day of the week!
What is your favorite day of the week?
posted by rev. jen @ 3/09/2006 02:26:00 PM
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My favorite day of the week is probably Saturday. Probably? Well, yes. Tuesdays used to be my favorite and I still love them. Interestingly, my favoritism toward Tuesdays was fueled in part by my Grandma's distaste for them. Some traditional (or religious?) belief she held caused her to express negative emotions about the day and attribute most downs of the daily ups and downs to it being a Tuesday. I took it upon myself to embrace this poor downtrodden day and, in protest, schedule all things important to my young being on Tuesdays and draw my grandma's attention to my success. In the process I found my own reasons to like the day. Mondays were rarely my favorite especially if any homework was due. Tuesday was the day I'd be in full swing with whatever exciting thing I'd begun for the week. My interests might wane towards the end of the week (though Fridays were surprisingly good) but Tuesdays usually found me alive and chirpy.
Thursday (yesterday) was a wonderful day in several ways. My friend, Jeanne, mailed me some pictures she took of the fresh snow on her early morning walk. I opened the blinds in my room to see the white goodness everywhere - on the trees, on the grass, on the tops of cars, roofs, everywhere. It was snowing! I worked from home and got to spend the day by the window watching the snowfall.
Later that night, I spent some time on the deck with my roommates, Andrea and Paul. Andrea made us some yummy hot chocolate with spices in it and we watched the snow flakes grow larger and larger as we huddled around covered in our blankets. When we went out to look again after a short break, the snowfall had stopped and the snow was already melting. For me, the whole experience was blissful.
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