I spent the day watching old movies (Thanks to TCM and my old-school VCR) and working on a baby gift for a good friend. Also, there was reading involved before the movies and crafting started.
This is my idea of a nearly perfect day.
Also, my parents called to ask me if I wanted to go to dinner. That made it pretty good also.
If only I could have eaten whatever I wanted, and not gained any weight from it, that would have made it perfect. Also, if I could just avoid tomorrow being Sunday, the day before I return to work after vacation, that would improve the day also.
I should probably be happy that today isn't Sunday, right? At least there's one more day.