Why does it seem that when the weekends roll around, all we do is eat. Saturday morning, everyone will wake up, eat breakfast, do errands, eat lunch, take a nap (well kids and DH), wake up, have dinner, and then repeat the same thing on Sunday. By the time Monday arrives, I am tired of eating (well, not really). Maybe I just wish that we had more neighbors that would invite us over for barbeques:)
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