
No, this really isn't a bragging blog post. I've never been one to religiously count down the days until my birthday, celebrate the whole week, or use my birthday as an excuse to be a butthead. (Last year, I barely even recognized that it was my birthday.)
 
 
 Saturdays are my favorite days of the week. You can get up early with a cup of coffee and watch the sun rise on the deck, read a good book, venture outdoors... or, of course, you can do what I did today: you could sleep in and not even put on real pants.
Saturdays are my favorite days of the week. You can get up early with a cup of coffee and watch the sun rise on the deck, read a good book, venture outdoors... or, of course, you can do what I did today: you could sleep in and not even put on real pants. 

