breakfast. At least that's the typical layout of someone's Saturday morning. Not ours.You (that means we) were up at 6a.m. on this fine Saturday morning, Rai. So, I took you out on the deck to see the beautiful morning sky with shades of powder blue and pink filling the sky and the moon resting over the Pacific horizon. We then threw some of your favorite (whispering else
you might hear the word) food into the toaster oven. After a couple very impatient minutes (on your part, that is) the waffles were ready, warm and crispy. Served up with apple sauce, they are your usual special Saturday morning breakfast.Actually, who am I kidding? You eat them every morning but that doesn't make them any less special. So, Saturday mornings in our place are not a break from the norm as they may be in some other households, but the morning routine we have going is no less wonderful.
Never put off till tomorrow what may be done today................................................................
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