If you needed more evidence that the rain has stopped and people have bolted out into the sunshine you could base it on the dearth of weekends entries our authors have submitted. (I’m not counting the fat-fingered “M OUT IN SUN & NOT COMIN BACK SUCKER THERE’S UR WEEKEND ENTRY LOL” smartphone-submitted messages as entries.) Some of us are stuck in the office, though, and have penned these expansive wishes for the sweet release of death Friday.
JCM: My parents and in-laws are in town this weekend, which means an obligatory trip to Shelly’s for whiskey and cigars. My husband and I are also throwing a belated Mother’s Day cookout for them, which will probably lead to shopping the Arlington Farmers’ Market at Courthouse and making sangria (recipes ideas welcome). It’ll be fun, but I have to admit, even though I’m getting too old for this #%$^, I’m envious of the folks partying at the Spanish Embassy on Saturday night. On Sunday I’ll bike over to join the fam at Eastern Market for some coffee and a stroll before the goodbyes start. And for some late weekend fun we’ll be seeing The Servant of Two Masters at STC.
Tom: I feel like I’m being pulled in about twenty million directions this weekend. The Orioles are down from Baltimore for the Battle of the Beltways that starts on Friday night and runs through the weekend; Baltimore Rock Opera Society‘s Valhella is playing at the Autograph and is begging for me to headband; it’s a Strawberry weekend at our CSA farm, Great Country Farms in Bluemont; I’m desperately behind on my cycling goal with a week to go, and a long ride down to Mount Vernon or National Harbor sounds like a great idea; the choices are starting to get pretty overwhelming, frankly. I also need to hit the Bloomingdale Farmer’s Market to get my garden act in high gear. Whew. Fortunately the weather looks awesome.
Rachel: Friday’s a day I’ve been waiting for — it’s BAND PRACTICE DAY! My excitement for this day draws mostly from the fact that it’s band practice for my DC9 debut on Saturday May 26 with Filligar (featuring DC’s own The Grey Area). This is Filligar’s last tour stop before heading out on the road with the Counting Crows in June (they’ll be at Wolf Trap on June 20, FYI), so it’s going to be a helluva rock show. Saturday I’m off to Nationals Park to catch part of the Battle of the Beltways series. Then I’ve got a double header with the Glover Park Co-Ed Softball League on Sunday. All in all, it’s the makings for a good weekend I think.
Don: We’ve got some company in from out of town on Saturday so Friday night is the flurry of cleaning and organizing designed to convince our friends we don’t live in disorganized squalor. Saturday means outings with them, though, so sky’s the limit. But they have kids so let’s stop kidding ourselves: it’ll be the zoo. Sunday is liver punishment day, both because we’ll have spent a day in close proximity to small children and because it’s Kate’s birthday festivities. After that I’m off to wild and not-Woolly Shirlington (see what I did there?) for press night at Signature’s Xanadu. I’m torn between ironic amusement and wide-eyed Gen-Xer glee to see this adaptation of the movie musical I adored at age 10.