There is something wonderful about Saturday mornings. Maybe it is the simple fact that there is the absence of the frenetic pace and hustle and bustle of the weekday morning rush and panic. There really is no better feeling than waking up without an alarm clock rolling over, looking at the time and realizing you can leisurely stretch and get out of bed on your own time. And the best thing of all is that you can stay in your jammies if you want to! This morning Ron came back from walking the dogs with H&H Bagels and Starbucks. Have I mentioned lately how much I love this man??!! We sat down at the table and read the NYTimes while the kids watched cartoons. Total Bliss.
I have really come to appreciate the weekends in New York City. It is the exact opposite of what life was like in Ottawa. Instead of rushing to get groceries, jamming in tons of activities, spending the day in the car racing from one thing to the next, we try to take it easy. The pace during the week is pretty intense. Ron works long hours, the girls have homework and other activities so we like to think of the weekends as family time. I am taking full advantage of the fact that I do not have to grocery shop on the weekend with the rest of the crowds and avoid the markets at all costs. If we run out of milk, I send Ron. Weekend shoppers are like extreme racers, get out of their way if you want to make it out alive! Since we are still new to the city we usually spend some part of the weekend exploring one of the neighborhoods or seeing a sight or museum. Or sometimes we just hang out and go to a movie.
Today we headed on down to Chelsea Piers where the girls are taking classes. Yes, we actually signed them up for classes on Saturday, mostly because we fell in love with the area and the facility. Also, we liked the fact that they could attend midday and we wouldn’t have to rush out first thing in the morning. It is pretty stress free. We take the subway down to Chelsea and then walk a few blocks to the pier. The girls attend their classes and Ron and I get to chill out and watch them in an area with lots of brightly lit seating and wi-fi. Afterwards we can go to Chelsea Market for a late lunch, wander into the village or hop on the subway to head off on a different adventure.
After classes today we headed back uptown. Ron bravely stopped at Trader Joe’ s and Fairway for some Super Bowl munchies while I took the girls home. It is a cold, damp, gloomy day in Manhattan. There is a threat of freezing rain. It is a perfect night to cuddle up with popcorn, hot chocolate and a family movie and that is exactly what we are going to do. Tomorrow will bring church, laundry, more family time, good friends watching the game… but lurking right around the corner is the madness of Monday. I think that is why I love Saturday, it is nicely cushioned between Friday and Sunday. A true day of relaxation. Enjoy!
Sounds like a Saturday I would like to have.Pics are great!
Sounds absolutely perfect. There’s something about a day with no schedule that feels so luxurious!
Cheers – MJ
I lived in Chelsea Piers as a tween, it’s the perfect Saturday! I agree there’s a different air in NYC on the weekend (if you stay away from Times Square and the like).
Saturdays are amazing. I love them too. 🙂
-Tia
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Sounds like an amazing day. That’s the most fabulous thing about New York. There’s always something to do. Stopping at Trader Joe’s (I’m assuming the one in Union Square?) on Super Bowl Sunday – that’s brave!! It was fabulous to meet you the other night. Glad you guys are enjoying the City!