Well, it’s Sunday, and I remember when your mommy was little we had a routine every Sunday. We would have a big breakfast while listening to Breakfast with the Beatles on the radio. They played all Beatles songs for two hours. Then we would watch the Sunday morning news show, where people would debate and yell at each other over politics. Then we would watch the football shows. Then we would try to do something outdoors or whatever.
I know it sounds boring, and I was being selfish because we did everything I wanted. But it was really the only day when I wasn’t working, so it was sort of my day. Looking back, maybe I should have done things differently.
But my favorite day of the year is coming up pretty soon…