Burger Brawl Competition, This Past Weekend

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I have talked about my weekends quite a bit lately, actually I usually write about my weekends every Monday. I learn so much from the experience of being away from my job for a couple of days. For the most part, like everyone else, it is a time for relaxation, reflection, catching up with friends and family that weren’t seen throughout the work week, or to take a short, but much needed vacation.

A bet that turned into a friendly contest, increased in size, and spiraled out of control by both parties of friends and family knowing and committing to the battle, there was no turning back. I am sure people know of the show, Throw Down, with Bobby Flay, he is the one that started this and as time went by, the noise talking increased. My girlfriend is a fantastic cook, she can run circles around me, and I have learned so much from her over the past year in a half. I knew I was provoking the wrong person. I am a competitive person by nature, so I naturally urged her on into a battle that no one could turn there back on and take lightly.

She Had All the Pressure!

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The Weekends Are Special!!!

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Saturday is a day of rest and to do other things other than think about work. I spent 5 days doing that very thing and usually spend my weekends recharging and resting. But, getting up this past weekend was very similar to getting up during the past work-week. However, this time I did get up a couple of hours later, but still felt the resistance to rise. But I eventually did, took a shower, made some coffee (a great treat, because I don’t drink it during the week), and sat and pondered about the day to come. My girlfriend was finally ready and was quite grumpy too (she is not a morning person): she complained about my inconsiderate language, the way my feet pointed out, and my jerkiness and constant increase and decrease of speed. But once we stopped, stopped at the reason we got up early, signed in, put on our aprons, placed our borrowed hammers on the side, we were ready for the day.

I wish I could have seen the family who was going to be living in this house we were helping. But, for the most part it didn’t matter, no one had a bitter face as they would probably have had anytime during cube week. Everyone were helping each other and at times got to know each other when activities were at a stop. Also, we helped put up all corners of a place someone would call home to in a couple of weeks, that was only a slab of concrete at the beginning of the day was really remarkable. It was really worth it to get up early, for a change.

Went to sleep around around 12, no alarm clock, got up around 10:30, had some coffee, watched a little tv, and finally took a shower. Before that I was able to eat breakfast and pet the dog who hates me! Looked through the window, said out loud, “It’s a beautiful day”. Got dress, went to see a friend, drove around some, then to a park to look up at the sky and went back home. I wouldn’t have changed the day for nothing. As simple as it sounds, it was also something I needed. Not so much to prepare me for the week coming, but to enjoy the simple things in life and to take each day slowly.

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