Sundays are my favorite. I know I'm supposed to like Saturday more, and yes, of course, Fridays are always awesome, but Sunday is my number one. There's something more relaxing and laidback about my Sundays... maybe it's because they're isn't any pressure to go out that night, or maybe because I usually do most of my errands on Saturdays. Sundays are almost always just about doing whatever I feel like.
I mean, how can you not love Sunday when it's filled with activities like:
+ going out to brunch, whether it's the hole in the wall with the best bagels or a bottomless mimosa affair
+ playing bocce ball in the park
+ deliberately watching the sunrise or sunset
+ wine and cheese picnics
+ long mornings (or afternoons) in a coffee shop
+ naps
+ riding your bike
+ buying fresh flowers
+ wine tasting
+ lazy grocery store experiences (okay random I know, but when you aren't rushed and can browse slowly and there aren't a million people there)
+ a beer at noon
+ the new exhibit at the art museum
+ listening to good tunes
+ spontaneous getaway with your lover
+ getting into a good book
+ hiking
+ day drinking with friends
+ baking chocolate chip cookies
+ quality time with your cat
+ matinee movies
I really could go on and on. Sundays are the best.
I *used* to love Sundays - and I still kind of do, but then Sunday arrives, and I remember all the things that I'm not supposed to be doing on Sundays (instead of buying a newspaper, and sitting in a coffee shop watching the world go by)... Great post!
ReplyDeleteHaha yep that sometimes happens to me too... but those relaxing Sundays are the best.
DeleteHaha yep that sometimes happens to me too... but those relaxing Sundays are the best.
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