You know, that deep, throttly, sailor voice? And I rattle when I breathe..I keep myself awake! Poor Mr. B!
We NEVER had pop in the house! And rarely Cool-Aid. It was always just milk or water and sometimes juice, but that was rationed out pretty carefully as well.
Can you imagine, we didn't have "Malls" back then?? Weird, huh? Saturday nights were usually spent with one or the both of us babysitting. If nether were, we'd spend the night at one of our homes.
Then in High School, Saturday was the big "date night". Not that I was a big dater - or a big date - back then I was thin- but it was when a group of us would go to a dance, or a movie or such.
Me & Rosie..
Me & April & Andy... CARTOON DAY!
I could possibly sleep-in a little IF I had set the cereal and bowls and spoons out. They knew enough to get their own milk, thank goodness..
...And as we got older, there were Saturdays on long weekends that we could take a mini-trip to see the grandkids...we'd play all day on Saturday!
So, now, Saturdays are to be looked forward to at the end of a busy work-week. And to catch up on all those things we don't seem to get to during the work-week.
After today, only 363!!