Sunday is my day off. I can sleep in, eat poorly, take naps, and think about things like this:
*The original Sabrina is far superior to any remake that has or ever will be made. The 1995 version with Harrison Ford has much to be desired.
*I love checking my mail, which I often do on Sunday morning. Most of the time all I have is bank statements or coupons to some sale, but sometimes there is a little yellow slip that says I have a package. 9 time out of 10, it is something I mailed to myself like a book or prints from Snapfish, but it's still thrilling all the same - don't ask me why.
*The "h" key on my keyboard is sticking. Time to go get ready for a day with my lovely ladies.
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