Remember your favorite day of the week when you were a kid? For some, it was Friday, because that was the end of school for the week. Others chose Saturday, because it brought a seemingly endless parade of morning cartoons. In my entire childhood, I never once met someone who had any of the remaining five days as their favorite . . . but I’m sure there was some egghead who couldn’t wait for Monday to roll around so he could get around to screwing up the curve for the rest of us in school.
Saturdays were always my favorite, because of the cartoons, unless it was a Friday that my brother and sister and I were spending with Aunt Val — that meant sugar cereal, Love Boat, and Fantasy Island.. Many have pointed out that those shows were on Saturday, not Friday. I blame my memory lapse on the secondhand smoke that always billowed out of my parent’s den on . . . Fridays? Saturdays? I don’t remember. Now I need to eat some chips.
So it remained until just a few months ago, when Wednesdays became my favorite day of the week . . . because Wednesday is Spend The Day With My Wife Day.
I love it that we set a day aside for each other each week. I love it even more that we both have jobs that allow us to it!
We always make the most of our day together, too. We’ve been to the Huntington Library, on long hikes up to Henninger Flats, and down to the beach. We’ve just hung out at home and cleaned the house together, or walked the dogs around the neighborhood.
Today, we had breakfast together, and caught the first showing of Pieces of April over at the Laemmle near Lake. It’s a truly wonderful movie, and I hope that it’s a breakout for Katie Holmes. She’s such a fantastic actor, she should be in more serious movies. I hope Hollywood is paying attention to her.
After the movie, we had time for coffee and some gingerbread before we picked up Nolan from school, who proudly showed us that he scored 104% on his math test.
Wednesdays rule.