I discontinued the newspaper because they were junking up the front walk

Dear Saturday Morning,

I know when I was a single party girl, I only liked you because it meant no alarm clock. However, it seems that you have a contract with my son and have weasled your way into our lives and I now have to enjoy you consciously.

I used to consider myself a morning person. Monday through Friday I would be up, coffee in hand, reading the paper, maybe even go out for a jog. Your friends the weekday mornings are harsh now. They laugh at me when I abuse the snooze button, they gleam the sunshine in my face and gave my coffee to the clock instead. Its not fair.

So, Saturday Morning, that has left only you and I (and occasionally Sunday Morning) to do the relaxing. While I still cannot sleep...and you wake my son up bright and early at 7 a.m. ..... I have my coffee, online newspaper, and a son who is in a good enough mood to sit and eat his breakfast.

I hear your brother, Saturday Afternoon, is going to be really nice today, so we may go out and enjoy him.

Your friend,
WaWaWee