Every day should begin with hot air balloons cresting the ridge next to my house. They should then progress into strawberry cake walks for noble causes, transition into birthday parties for one year olds (lucky enough to have such talented and crafty mommas), and culminate with impromptu thai food dinner parties lovingly cooked by splendid husbands (like my G.) for eight friends and their collective 4 children. That's how my Saturday went and it was magnificent.
Yup. It's decided. Every day should proceed accordingly.