Friday, January 11, 2008


I miss Fridays at Seabury. Despite having Friday classes EVERY term (even one on Friday afternoon, the last term of my senior year!), I felt brighter on Fridays. I'd walk to Peet's to read, and then cleaned the apartment. It's not too hard to clean a space that small! I'd swiff the floors with a sort of monastic attitude, feeling that cleaning floors was a blessed kind of work. Then I'd light a stick of incense in the clean space, and anticipate going to the chapel for Evening Prayer as the sky turned from shades of dark pink to all dark.

Friday Evening Prayer never was well attended, so the "regulars" created a special bond. The service provided more of a meditative atmosphere as things out in the cloister grew quieter and quieter.

Then, sometimes we'd go to dinner, at places that I still miss. Ah, Lulu's...

Here at home, we also have Friday evening traditions. We enjoy homemade (usually, but not necessarily always) pizza, crack open some vino, and watch a movie. Tonight, we'll watch a Poirot DVD, one of the very few we haven't seen in that series.

What do others do on Friday evenings? I'm just curious.


Blogger Northland Al said...

If you must know.

Practice or fall asleep in front of the TV. Oh what fun...

4:32 PM  
Blogger Raisin said...

Al! Long, long time, buddy! How nice to hear from you.

6:32 PM  
Blogger Heidi said...

Adam and I have been watching our way through Northern Exposure episodes, although that's not just Fridays. But having a ritual sounds like such a nice idea...

7:56 PM  
Blogger Rev. Jane Austen said...

You eat homemade with Harris right there??? Although perhaps the Veggie is not as good as the Sausage. I miss that --my brother feeds it to me when I do get to Davenport. We do not have a Friday ritual--I too miss Evening Prayer and the slower pace of that day--but we have Breakfast every Sunday night and Star Trek Mondays with 4 hours of Enterprise. ;-)

5:39 PM  

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