This is what it looked like in SLC on Friday, gray and theatening. And to make matters worse we had no Internet at work ALL day? Friday is a slow day anyway, but with no one around AND no on-line entertainment, you can bet is was a snore. It was a good thing that I had Alice Munro's new book, Runaway, with me (and that is was a great read!). It was THE most deadly dull day in a very long time as I didn't have a single blog to read or pal to email. It was late when I came home from dinner and found loads of comments from many, many others of you who couldn't go to the land of bloggers and fibery goodness, MSWF. Miss Julia had rallied the troups and launched a plan to have everyone gather together and share what the few, the sad, who were left behind were doing while awaiting word from mecca.
So here is what a Saturday is like at my place. Smith and I try to eat as well as we can during the week. But, on Saturday morning (and Sunday) we have coffee and croissants in bed. (We have cookies after dinner, too.) It's a real treat and a way to make the weekends special. This is a quiet Saturday, as I don't have to teach my needlepoint class or do anything much, except make it to the gym. That means a day to relax and knit and check out blogland, while spending some time with all of you. There is nothing quiet like hanging out with friends....dont' you think?