Old habit. Saturday is a different kind of day. Well it used to be. Now it is the same as yesterday. But still feels different. Kind of a happy day. Always a break from the work week, appointments and such. Even different food. I used to go to Burger King (I think it was) after Truman got home from golf and buy two Jr, size hamburgers and one small fry. We would dress it up at home with more mayo and tomato & lettuce. Share the fries and then he would peel an apple and spread it with PeanutButter for dessert. Grandchildren loved it when they came, for him to make the famous treat-Apple & Peanut Butter. Of course that was just a time in my life that I remember Saturdays . The memories change over a life time. Bet you have some too.
BETTY(hooray for apples and peanut butter)Boop
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