As the twenty-first hour of the last day of the weekend rolls around, I gather my wits and all the things I will need to sit ...

You’re flat on your back, staring up at some caged-in lights, hands grasping textured metal, trying to follow directions.

So dinner is on me.” Siobhan Connally is a writer and photographer living in the Hudson Valley. Her column about family life appears weekly in print and online.

As the twenty-first hour of the last day of the weekend rolls around, I gather my wits and all the things I will need to sit in relative comfort by the light of the television screen … and relax.