Thursdays are for......what?

I remember, a long time ago, in college, Thursdays were the unofficial start of the weekend.  Everyone tried, and was frequently successful, on not scheduling a Friday class.  That waned with graduation, but picked up again during my first job year.  On my non-working weekends, I was off Friday and Saturday nights, so we would start on Thursday night.   On my working weekends, I rarely went out, so the weekend never really started.    LOL.  I thought about this tonight, when an impromptu dinner was arranged to celebrate my nephews K successful passing of his drivers license road test.  In our state, you have to be 17 to take the road test.  His birthday was last week, and today was the first day he could get out of school and go.  He did fine.  He's a great kid.  I really enjoy his company.  I picked him up at his house, and he drove the 20 minutes (2 really busy highways, and a bunch of small town connecting roads) to get his older cousin M, and then to dinner.  M gamely hopped into the back seat, and let the new driver show his stuff.  Having lived through 8 other nieces and nephews obtaining licenses, and offering to drive me places, I barely tensed up as I watched my beloved Honda pull out under someone else's guidance.  I think I deserve a zillion Aunt points for not even grimacing at rolling stops. 

The best part of the evening was I got to spend a couple of hours with two of the more interesting family members we have, and whos company I truly enjoy.  Dinner was good, the company was great, and I think he may be the best driver yet!  It made me remember why Thursday nights used to be so good, and such a great start to a weekend.  Congrats, K and thanks for the fun!               MC