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Every Monday without fail, the universe lets out a collective sigh of disgruntled dissatisfaction.
A negative-Nelly vibe felt round the world. Facebook status updates and twitter streams overflow with grumpy one-liners all stacked up to let everyone know that "the-weekday-that-shall-not-be-named" has arrived.
People are all befuddled not because anything particularly awful has happened. Usually no one has died, or doesn't have enough food for breakfast, or just lost their jobs, or even stubbed their big toe. Nope. People are just pissed OFF because it's the beginning of another week.
In all fairness to the masses, Monday loathing is not completely without justification.
I understand weekends rule. They are our blessed 2 days of "free time", to waste as we please, sleep in (if you don't have offspring), and they're just plain fun.
But recently I've begun to feel a bit sorry for Monday. I mean it's not Monday's fault it was the lucky day picked for people to haul out their obligatory dress code attire and shlep back to cubbies and offices and microwaved left-overs and Lean Cuisine.
For us "work-at-home" types, poor ol' Monday begins with the to-do lists that we create over those first few drops of caffeinated life-blood, and end with an evaluation of how many "I kicked that one's arse" check marks we can produce by the end of the day. Heaps of laundry from all the fun we had over the weekend...check, school forms...check, ridiculous amounts of e-mails returned..check, food for hungry children hunted and gathered...check, something of value posted on my website...check, shower....um, okay deodorant and a teeth brushing...check.
I get it. Mondays are easy to dump upon.
But I have decided to stop the cycle right here. I've noticed my boys becoming mean little Monday haters too, coming down in the morning all persnickity like, with nothing nice to say except how much they can't wait for Friday again.
SO I'm starting a movement I hope will go all viral and end up on Tosh.0. I'm calling it simply "More Fun Mondays!"
(I know, it's the alliteration and exclamation point in the title that's really going to push this post onto the Huffington Post's front page and make me famous).
It's a simple concept really. It's all about coming up with creative and quirky ways to completely punk little Miss unsuspecting Monday.
It's doing the unthinkable. Showing Monday a Friday kinda love. So, I am listing here a few ideas to get the ball rolling. I'd love for you to add to the list, using your silly rebellious brain cells for good in order to help make Monday feel like it's her birthday. Or at the very least, her turn to get off the bench and PLAY.
Tonight I am surprising my dudes by setting everything up to make homemade peanut butter cookies, and after their guitar practices and homework are slayed, we will be competing for the crown of Master of all things Nerf Gun during an epic to-the-death battle in the basement. And I plan to take no prisoners.
Here are a few other "More Fun Monday" ideas to get ya started.
1.Pick the kiddies up from school and go directly to the ice cream shop. Yep, it might spoil their dinner
2. Don't just have any ol' dance party in the kitchen...dance to songs from the seventies only. It might not be pretty, but it will be memorable.
3. Announce that it is make a mess day and take them out back with an old play table, three cans of shaving cream and a hose. Make huge white shaving cream mountains, mush it all up and then hose it all down.
4. Have a MONDAY MOVIE NIGHT ( oh, the shock and awe that will occur), with popcorn for dinner (after homework obviously), in a tent on the living room floor.
5. Today is the perfect time to dig out the water guns, fill them with warm water and let them soak each other before bath time. They're going to get wet after, anyway.
Okay...there's a start. I'll add more as I think of them. But now I have to get back to the laundry so I have time to practice my shooting before tonight's battle. I WILL win.
Now go...have more fun.