May 8, 2010
"It's Saturday now; seeeeeeems like a Sunday in some ways." Remember Donovan? When I woke up this morning--the early morning sun almost blinding me-- I in my slightly disoriented way, still not fully awake, felt like it was Sunday even though I have enjoyable Saturday things to do and some chores as well. I am thoroughly enjoying reading Anna Quindlen's book, "Every Last One," so much that I really don't want it to end so, instead of rushing through it, I am savoring each page, each short chapter. Our son has a date tonight with a beautiful young woman.