Saturday's child

I like Saturdays. Really, who in western culture doesn't? One usually doesn't have school or work on Saturday, and it's the beginning of the weekend, so one can enjoy it without yet facing the Sunday evening let-down. I was also born on a Saturday, which makes me Saturday's child. In the old nursery rhyme, "Saturday's child works hard for a living". Oh, wait, that's kind of a downer, especially when compared to Monday's child ("fair of face"). But it's pretty upbeat compared to Wednesday's child ("full of woe"), so I'm not complaining. Fortunately, I do like working and being productive, so it's not as much of a drag as it could be. I'm sure my Saturdays will be pleasantly full and busy, as I'll be readying the house for move-in at the same time as I'll be packing up and readying the apartment for move-out. But it will all be worth it!

Spring 2011 Update

Hello, faithful (I hope) readers! There have been many developments in our happy little life in Buckeye Land. The Little Bug and I have bought a house and will be moving into it soon. Exciting, to be sure, but also a lot of work and responsibility. We've also weathered some intense thunderstorms and a few close calls with tornadoes, and are really hoping that the weather will take a turn for the balmy and sunny.

Take care!