Mondays can be so hard after a wasted weekend. I keep building these amazing plans for "next weekend," but nothing ever seems to happen and the morning after, aka- Monday, gets harder and harder. Does anyone else notice this fact? This weekend was nothing but rainy and cold, Monday, bright and sunny. Go figure. What is with this stuff... angrifies me. I think there is an evil Monday god who try's His very best to thwart all our good outlooks on life :-) But remember-- life is still very grand, where else can you feel sunshine upon your skin?