It's The Weekend!!! - Kick Your Heels Up...It's Party Time

      Wooooo!  Woooooo!  Can you feel my excitement?  Five o'clock on a Friday and the weekend has just begun!  So much to do; so little time before Monday morning rolls back around.  I was mainly talking about you, but just maybe, something out of the mundane might happen here.  Well, I can at least wish, can't I?

      Knowing what a busy weekday life I live, I always look forward to the weekend for something a little different.  Okay, not much different, but at least a little.  Sure, I still have my routine to follow, but I like to spice it up a bit on Saturdays and Sundays.  The beginnings of both are always the same as any other day; I have my wake-up schedule to follow.  BUT (you'd better sit down and hold onto your seat here), after that, you won't believe how wild and crazy I get.  Instead of having court TV shows on all day, I actually turn the televison off and pump club dance music through my computer while I sit at it.  And rather than stare motionless at the screen, I move to the music while in my seat.  I call it "chair dancing"...the closest I ever get to the real thing.  I have two left feet and they're way too big.  I never have enough room for them on a dance floor, not to mention stepping on others and tripping too much.  Watching me out there for a minute or too proves what an oaf I am and reconfirms I'll never be mistaken for anything but a white guy.  Chair dancing...I can rip it up and set it on fire.  Sizzle!

      Now that I'm all hyped up and can't be stopped, I look forward to the evenings hours when the action really get cranking.  Come six o'clock Saturday evening, everyone had better stand back and get out of my way.  It's time to let loose...and watch Antiques Roadshow on PBS.  I know what you're saying..."Rob, you're such a crazy man.  How DO you do it?"  The only answer I can figure out is it just comes natural for me.  And get this, if I can stay awake long enough (you know how fun can sometimes just wear you out), I'll watch MAD TV AND Saturday Night Live.  Using a take on the  old Chevy Chase line from SNL, "I'm Chevy Chase and you're not.";  "I'm Rob Appell...and you're glad you're not."  You know you could never handle my fast-paced life!

      Sunday is an ever bigger day for me and the highlight of my weekend.  Occassionally, maybe once a month, and acquaintance might stop by for a few minutes to visit on his way to the dairy store by me, especially during the winter months.  (I think he really stops because he's walking and wants to warm up before he braves the elements and starts his return trip home.)   And after he leaves (I hope your heart can take this one), I walk ALL the way next door to the dairy store to get my Sunday newspapers so I can clip my coupons.  (I always hope the weather isn't too bad so I can have a safe journey to the store and back.)  Yah, I told you that one was going to be a shocker!  

      By this point, my weekend has been soooooo hectic, lots of times I'll end up taking a mid-afternoon nap while watching a NASCAR Nextel Cup race if one is one, especially if it's just racing round and round and round the track and there aren't any crashes.  Even after that nap, I still feel drained and get ready for a relaxing evening in front of the TV in my jammies watching The Wonderful World Of Disney.  Oh, wait...that was when I was little.  I'm a big boy now.  I don't wear pajamas and Extreme Makeover - Home Edition is on the tube.  I hate that show.  Every week, no matter how much I tell myself it's not going to happen, I'm just so emotionally drained from all I've done since Friday evening, the reaction of those families after the command of, "Driver...Move that bus!", is given, I always tear up.  Geez, you'd think I was a sissy or something.

      So beware if you ever come to visit me on a weekend.  I just might wear you out quick; party animal that I am.  I look at it this way - weekends were made to break away from doing the same, old thing all week long...and do I know how to live it up or what!  And I know all of your weekends are way more tame than mine, aren't they?  Think you can come close?  What do you do on the weekends that can possibly be more exciting than mine?  Try to top that, people!