All my life I've been taught that Saturday is a special day, it's the day we get ready for Sunday.
Bunk.
Rubbish.
I refuse to allow Saturday to disappoint me any longer.
I wish I was still anxious to get up and watch the Wile E. Coyote become a rock sandwich while trying to catch the elusive Road Runner. I guess I should just get back to that mentality.
Although, that feels a little too familiar...
Can anyone tell me the appeal and use of this day?
2 comments:
Farmer's Market.
;)
Cheryl -- I just recently said the same, as that little song came into my head -- while spoil saturday? Sunday is long enough. LOL
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