The Bologna Blog

Fridays of Summer

The world cheers Fridays of summer. Hailed as the margarita and daiquiri starting line of the weekend marathon, it promises relaxation and stress-free life. Hammocks and lawn chairs call to the weary worker. Igniting of the sacred grill begins, with the smell of charcoal filling the night air. The Friday nights of sweaty softball under the lights are where June bugs and mosquitos unite. Bonfires crackle to life spitting sparks skyward, with the smell of melting marshmallows a child's dream Fireflies light the trail for the happy camper. Hot, sticky nights spent under the stars in family togetherness infuse the soul. The festivities of Fridays lead to the fatigue of Mondays, but if done right are the memory makers of today.

Darnit, I work all weekend which is leaving me a little bummed.