My Labor Day weekend started with 2 picnic-type options for non-laboring on Friday evening. I chose to go to neither, and to instead remain at home for the preservation of my mental health. (My calendar of the past few weeks has been non-stop, and my calendar of the next few weeks promises the same. Therein lies my justification...) I got into my pjs, made myself some food, and gleefully read the night away. (In an effort to be truthful, I should probably mention that I was reading school-work. That, however, would ruin the poetry of non-laboring in honor of Labor Day. You can choose to believe what you'd like to believe about what I chose to read on this particular occasion. Feel free to lie to yourself--this weekend is all about escapism after all.)
Saturday brought a reunion of Harrisburgian friends at the new home of Bob and Tesha Garvin. The Garvins have recently moved to Danville, which forms a convenient triangular shape between State College, Harrisburg and Danville itself. Though the Garvins moved to Harrisburg just as I was leaving it, my few encounters with them (along with the fact that they befriended my friends) causes me to believe that we would have been good buds had we been given the opportunity. Proof was in the naturalness of the laughter we all shared and the ease of just being together yesterday. I felt special to be included on the guest list, and loved catching up with everyone in B & T's lovely home. 
(There was an extraordinary amount of children present between the three couples, and it is beneficial that the Garvins new home provided extraordinary amounts of possibility for fun-shaped activities....)
Today brought more food and more easy and fun conversation at the family home of my friend Amy (seen on the left here with another friend, Sharon). We ate a lot of meat (I'm going to become a vegetarian for a month I think, since I have single-handedly significantly reduced the population of cows and pigs over these past few weeks....) and yummy picnic-y type accoutrements. 
Another treat was seeing my friend Emily. Emily and I are working together on her recital (happening in November) and we also both work with a choir at school. This means we see each other often, and yet never have real quality time. It was good to just be with her and her husband Aden without feeling like there was work to be done. (Our feelings about this can be understood more clearly if you closely analyse the giddiness factor apparent in the picture above.)
Ironically, tomorrow--the real and true Labor Day--holds no picnicking possibilities for me. Instead, I will be slaving away over my books and computer to make up for the non-laboring I have done all weekend and to prepare for the week ahead. Having arrived at the beginning of the third week of school, I think I can safely say it's going to be one heck of a semester. There is good news however: this is my last fall semester of course work. Ever. I believe I can safely say this for the first time in my life, as I have no plans to pursue a second doctorate. (Let's hope that God doesn't take that statement as a challenge, seeing as I didn't really have many plans to be doing a first doctorate and yet...:-/)
Happy non-laboring!
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