Rainy days and Saturdays

I know the song title is Rainy Days and Mondays but it was Saturday.

I have been feeling a bit under the weather lately. My throat feels as if someone took sand paper and scratched the you know what out of it. It sounds like a bullfrog has been lodged in my throat. Hubs actually told me ribbit the other day when I asked him a question.

Anyway, it rained all day Saturday. Which was just glorious for me. It was like a permission slip for me and the boys to stay in our pajamas all day. Which is exactly what we did.

Hubs left early in the morning for football games and wouldn't be home until around 5 pm. I took my sweet time doing the laundry and cleaning up. I took so long it took me until 4pm.

The boys just chilled out and I watched way to many episodes on the Food Network. And strangely enough I didn't even feel the need to run to the nearest HEB and buy food that I normally wouldn't know what to do with, to make some amazing dish that Paula Deen or Sandra Lee made look so easy to make.

I know something must be wrong with me.

I have to admit I completely enjoyed staying at home. It was nice not to have some sort of errands to run or some place to be at a specific time.

The best part of the day was when the boys put on their rain boots and all three of us went to play in the rain in the back yard in our pj's. I know, I know, not such a great idea with my sore throat.

But I felt like Debbie Reynolds with Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor in the movie, Singin' in the Rain. Oh what a glorious feeling....