If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end, it would probably be Labor Day Weekend.
~ Doug Larson
If we were having coffee, I would be thrilled to see you again! Welcome back! Let’s grab some beverages and have a seat on the deck near the pool It’s hot today, but we can always jump in the pool to cool off. There’s an umbrella out there, too, to shade you from the worst of the sun’s heat and light.
I’m sorry our coffee chat is late this week. Here in the U.S. it is considered a holiday weekend because a lot of folks have today off from work. It is Labor Day. Labor Day in the U.S. has an interesting history, but you didn’t come here to listen to me ramble on about that. I will say, in case you’re not from here, that beyond the history and true meaning, Labor Day Weekend, like Memorial Day Weekend, is a seasonal cue, so to speak. Memorial Day, which falls near the end of May, marks the unofficial start of summer (or beach season if you live in a beach area, as I do) and Labor Day, the first Monday in September, is the unofficial end (the last big beach weekend). When I was a child, Labor Day was the end of summer because it meant going back to school sometime soon thereafter (a prospect I never looked forward to, but that’s a long story for another time).
How are you? What have you been up to lately? Have you traveled anywhere or taken a vacation/holiday? Gone on any big or small adventures? Have you met anyone new and/or interesting or visited with family or friends? Seen any good films or read any good books?
Since we last got together, I finished a couple of books: The Samurai’s Garden and Jumping the Queue. I enjoyed both books, and recommend both. I picked up Jumping the Queue at the library, and it was my first encounter with author Mary Wesley. Lisa mentioned her in a comment so I went looking to see what I could find. I’d like to read more of her books. Her dark sense of humor appeals to me.
As for films, M and I have watched a few since our last coffee chat. Guardians of the Galaxy was entertaining in the Marvel comics kind of way. Last night we watched Katy Perry: Part of Me. I was balancing out our weekend. You see, we went to Virginia to listen to “old people’s music” so I felt we should counter that with something younger. (It’s a joke I will explain in a few minutes.)
M and I have had a fun weekend. Friday evening we relaxed and swam in the pool. Saturday after lunch we hopped in the car and made our way to Portsmouth, Virginia, where we would be staying the night. We were there for a concert in Virginia Beach and it was cheaper to stay in Portsmouth, less than a half hour from Virginia Beach. I think I’d go again just to spend more time visiting Portsmouth. We did spend a couple of hours there on Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning, doing a little exploring.
Early dinner was our first priority on Saturday. We decided on The Bier Garden, thinking we might sit outside, but it was terribly hot and humid so we ended up inside (which, as you can see in the image above, was also quite nice) enjoying the air conditioning. The food was delicious (and filling!), and the beer was good.
We took a little stroll on High Street after lunch. We didn’t have time to do much exploring, but enjoyed our walk and talked about going back on Sunday morning to look around some more.
Wikipedia describes Olde Towne as featuring “one of the largest collections of historically significant homes between Alexandria, Virginia and Charleston, South Carolina.” Portsmouth is a port town on the western side of the Elizabeth River, and it is home to the Norfolk Naval Shipyard which is still an active facility and one of the few in the world that can accommodate dry docking an aircraft carrier.
I will show and tell you more about Portsmouth soon. For now, let’s move on to the concert of “old people’s music.” I get annoyed, sometimes, with classic rock radio stations. Here in the Middle of Nowhere, that’s about all we can pick up over the air, and they tend to play the same songs over and over and over again, as if all the bands of a certain era (60’s and 70’s) were one-hit wonders rather than musicians with a full range of music, songs, and albums. I started referring to it as “old people’s music” several years back because it seems to appeal to people, well, my age and up. That makes sense because people my age and up are, well, classic. Right? Right.
It’s not that I don’t like classic rock music. I like it very much. I also like funk and soul and Motown and other music from the good old days when I was growing up. But I also like new music, or at least like to keep up with new music. The classic rock radio stations, to me, feel stuck in a certain genre and age. Of course that’s what they are supposed to be, and in a world with more radio station choices, classic rock stations wouldn’t get on my nerves at all because I could switch around, listening to classic rock when I’m in the mood for it. (It should be noted that, yes, I could listen to other radio stations via the internet, and sometimes I do. Because satellite internet limits our bytes per month, I don’t do it too much or too often.)
Anyhow. I kid around with M when he’s listening to the only rock station we can pick up, and accuse him of listening to old people’s music. And this is my long way of telling you that we went to see some classic musicians in Virginia Beach on Saturday night.
And oh my, was it ever fun! Earth, Wind & Fire and Chicago are touring together. Since Virginia Beach is only two hours away from us, and since the price was right (not the usual exorbitant fees), we decided to go. It was a blast.
We sang, we danced, we had a great time. Earth, Wind & Fire and Chicago played together for the opening and closing numbers, and played separately in between. I enjoyed Earth, Wind & Fire the most. Their music spans all kinds of genres including funk, rock, R&B, jazz, disco, and pop. Chicago was pretty damn good, too.
It was a late night for us. We didn’t get to bed until after midnight. Now who sounds like an old person? Yikes. I’m kidding. I was never much of a night owl — I’m more of an early bird — so I doubt age plays much of a role in what time I prefer to go to bed.
We did get to walk around Portsmouth for a little while on Sunday morning. In the rain and mist. The rain (and mist) unfortunately did not follow us home where we are still in need of it. This week is going to be hot and humid, and there is a chance of rain on Thursday or Friday, but our weather prognosticators say that every week and have been wrong for a while so we’ll just have to wait and see.
If we were having coffee, it would probably be time for me to stop monopolizing the conversation and let you get a word or two in. Thanks so much for visiting, and if you’re feeling so inclined, leave a comment letting me know what you’ve been doing over the past week or so. If you wish to stay for sunset, it is at 7:23 this evening. We can go down to the Point and watch. There’s a nice breeze that should help keep the biting bugs away from us.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
This post is in response to Part Time Monster’s #WeekendCoffeeShare. Put the kettle on, start the coffee maker, open a bottle of wine, or whatever your preference is, and join us. I’d love to hear all about what you were up to this week.