are the days of our lives
When I was younger I just couldn't wait until the weekend, because Monday through Friday was just to jumpstart living. Everyone knew that the good stuff was only on the weekends. And the older I get, I realize that each day is so precious and such an awesome gift that there is just not enough hours in a day to fully explore and enjoy it. You no sooner get a grip on Monday and it is Saturday morning again.
Punkin Darlin and oldest son went hog hunting this morning so am hoping they "bring home the bacon" and I may get to actually do some art today! Whee. I want to do another big puzzle , some altered playing cards and make a funky CD bracelet.
Wishing you all a Blessed and safe, happy and restful but productive weekend! See you all Labor Day Monday...........Ciao, Mollye