As far as Saturdays go...
As far as Saturdays go, when I was 8-years old, there couldn't have been a better day of the week. I slept late (usually 9 o'clock was late for a growing boy), I watched cartoons (I loved Captain Caveman & the Snorks), I ate cereal (Cookie Crisp was my taster's choice) and played outside or lounged around the house without a worry in the world.
As far as Saturdays go, when I was 16-years old, there couldn't have been a better day of the week. I slept late (usually noon was late for a "up all night on the phone" teenager), I watched MTV (I loved The Real World), I ate cereal (Cookie Crisp was my taster's choice) and lounged around the house without a worry in the world.
As far as Saturdays go, when I was 21-years old, there couldn't have been a better day of the week. I slept late (usually 2 o'clock was late for a hung-over college kid), I watched Comedy Central (I loved Southpark), I ate cereal & pizza (Cookie Crisp & thin-crust pepperoni were my taster's choices) and lounged around the dorms without a worry in the world.
As far as Saturdays go, now, being 29-years old, there couldn't be a busier day of the week. I get up early (usually 7 o'clock is when my darling boys grace me with their presence), I watch nothing (who has time), I eat whatever Angie makes me eat (usually something she read about on her "boards" or something her and Rachel Ray talked about earlier that day) and work my tail off outside landscaping something, painting something, building something, cleaning something or mowing something.
This Saturday was a turn of events for me. I got up early (to let Angie sleep in). I got the kids dressed and took them out to Hih-Burger for our traditional Saturday brunch (I had ham and biscuits). Angie suggested that we head out to LBL's Elk & Bison Range and see if anything was stirring about. We drove around and saw tons of both. I took my camera, of course, and Angie was more than happy to sit in the van with two screaming kids while I played safari and snuck up on a huge stag to photograph him. We came home, the kids took a nap. We ate left-overs. Angie's sister called and heard a of big sale Maurice's was having. She went and left me with the kids. I turned out LaLa Blanky (a.k.a.: Elmo in Grouchland), made a huge tub of popcorn and laid in bed to wait for mommy to come home. We read books, put the kids to bed and snuggled up and watched a movie. We both feel asleep in the middle of it.
Yup, as far as Saturday's go, this was the best one I've had in a long time.
As far as Saturdays go, when I was 16-years old, there couldn't have been a better day of the week. I slept late (usually noon was late for a "up all night on the phone" teenager), I watched MTV (I loved The Real World), I ate cereal (Cookie Crisp was my taster's choice) and lounged around the house without a worry in the world.
As far as Saturdays go, when I was 21-years old, there couldn't have been a better day of the week. I slept late (usually 2 o'clock was late for a hung-over college kid), I watched Comedy Central (I loved Southpark), I ate cereal & pizza (Cookie Crisp & thin-crust pepperoni were my taster's choices) and lounged around the dorms without a worry in the world.
As far as Saturdays go, now, being 29-years old, there couldn't be a busier day of the week. I get up early (usually 7 o'clock is when my darling boys grace me with their presence), I watch nothing (who has time), I eat whatever Angie makes me eat (usually something she read about on her "boards" or something her and Rachel Ray talked about earlier that day) and work my tail off outside landscaping something, painting something, building something, cleaning something or mowing something.
This Saturday was a turn of events for me. I got up early (to let Angie sleep in). I got the kids dressed and took them out to Hih-Burger for our traditional Saturday brunch (I had ham and biscuits). Angie suggested that we head out to LBL's Elk & Bison Range and see if anything was stirring about. We drove around and saw tons of both. I took my camera, of course, and Angie was more than happy to sit in the van with two screaming kids while I played safari and snuck up on a huge stag to photograph him. We came home, the kids took a nap. We ate left-overs. Angie's sister called and heard a of big sale Maurice's was having. She went and left me with the kids. I turned out LaLa Blanky (a.k.a.: Elmo in Grouchland), made a huge tub of popcorn and laid in bed to wait for mommy to come home. We read books, put the kids to bed and snuggled up and watched a movie. We both feel asleep in the middle of it.
Yup, as far as Saturday's go, this was the best one I've had in a long time.
posted by Wall Appeals at 14.1.08
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